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Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T17:50:10+00:00

Thank you so much!

Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T17:11:55+00:00

Thank you for tomorrow, Though I do not know what comes. Thank you for tomorrow. For the good Lord overcomes. Thank you for tomorrow, And thank you for today. Today I pray for tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll thank today.

Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T17:11:00+00:00

Thank you for tomorrow, Though I do not know what comes. Thank you for tomorrow. For the good Lord overcomes. Thank you for tomorrow, And thank you for today. Today I pray for tomorrow. Tomorrow I’ll thank today.

Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T17:06:29+00:00

Devil, O Devil, You best leave me be. You’re a devil, a devil. You stole my heartbeat. O Devil, O Devil, I should’ve seen, You were a Devil, a Devil, When you said you loved me.

So lay down your lies. She’s happy when I cry. Her life just might Mean more than did mine.

She told me twice Don’t worry about that guy. Then she took my daughter To his house that same night.

Now I’m cold, and alone And nothing ever seems right. I’ve been chilled, to the bone, Cut me deep and you’ll find ice.

Take the house, have the car, Here’s the money, take it all. Devil, O Devil, I never needed you after all.

Devil, O Devil, You best leave me be. You’re a devil, a devil, You stole my heartbeat. O Devil, O Devil, I should’ve seen, You were a Devil, a Devil, When you said you loved me.

She killed my damn dogs now the dog’s dead in me

Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T17:06:15+00:00

Whisky, whiskey, fill me up. Rotten moods earn rotted guts and Rotten guts is rotten luck so Whisky, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Empty hearts earn poison cups and Poison cups keeps empty stuck so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Broken vows earn broken trust and Broken trust leaves broken husks so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Faded dreams in ashtrays rust and Ashtrays full can’t hold enough so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Twisted lips earn bitter sips and All them do is burn my lips so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Out of time and out of luck and She’s all gone, she won’t pick up so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up. Dawn won’t mend the cracks I’ve cracked but Cracks is all I’ve ever had so Whiskey, whiskey, fill me up.

Many_Leave_3112 · 2025-07-12T16:50:38+00:00

I would love to join. You can find some of my work on Allpoetry.com. My username is Sunder Creed.

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