Throwing up again,
Just sick with nerves,
Sleepless and recovering,
It is not what he deserves,
Love comes and goes,
So he keeps walking,
Watching every root,
Shriviling in his decay,
Another round,
Forcing its way up,
Vomit just dripping,
Sticking to the toilet,
And sadness setting in,
So he keeps walking,
Dealing with it,
One day at a time,
Like a man should.
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