Encroach me, drink in hand.
The fallacy drips from your eyes.
You repent your drunken misconducts.
Confess your lies, little do I care.
You hold the darkest corner of my heart.
She was exactly what you wanted.
I know everything about you.
Your selfish libido prevailed.
The vodka swilling your veins.
Your betrayal cannot fathom any apologies.
Your actions howl deafeningly louder than words.
With her, especially; how could I have been so naive.
It had happened before.
I allowed myself to believe you had learnt from your mistakes.
You lean before me.
Your intoxicated heart on your sleeve.
You stare into the bed of my soul with your remorseless grin.
Yet I feel nothing but sorrow for you.
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