~Besotted…

Feeling free like a kite, swaying left and then right,

He was a man so drunk, never ate no chunk,

Quite he kept, all alone he wept, stood like a tree,

His body was drowned, burnt and buried, soul he exhumed,

Wandering through the labyrinth of steep and dirty streets,

On stairs he stayed, in parts he lived, stripper, the girl he missed,

Love he had, love he gave, all of it, every bit

She left him, naked, all stripped, of love, all bit…

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