Fluvial deposits
Wine, whine away my tears
my eyes red and conscience said.
I played my part, I played my part.
Bottle green and thoughts unseen
of feelings mean and feelings keen.
Upset as my applecart
by your sudden change of heart.
I shrank my world
and drank my tears away.
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