Gin-Soaked Love O why did you turn from my gin-soaked love? My heart sends out its nightly petitions. How could devotion be less than enough? I think of you and your cruel rebuff— the past comes back with savage insistence. How could you turn from my gin-soaked love? My passion was not some specious stuff, it came with the strength of fever visions. How could devotion be less than enough? From such heights, I fell to this trough, and now the nights pass with moist reminiscence. How could you turn from my gin-soaked love? Some idols…
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