I dream of Berlin through a Parisian lens.
Our midnight conversations only ever make sense
when we're locked and fully loaded; blue to the core.
A good heartbreak makes a bad man start unnecessary wars.
I've been there and I've seen it with my own two eyes;
The drunkards and the gamblers; honest men full of lies.
Indeed the drunkards and the gamblers are honest men full of lies. These are powerful lines with lots of meaning. I enjoyed reading through
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The cups relate events of a life immersed in pain and the union of souls in pain is a consolation for the miserable who vent their sorrows.
I really liked your short poem but full of realistic symbolism.
Thanks for sharing.
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