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he doesn't let weakness bring him down
instead the culprit is a liquid
potent enough to shatter his life
but he fights on
his knees tremble and his legs fail
he falls and he stays down
but only to catch his breath
only to go on
his soul is weakened by the way of his throat
demons take over his actions
taking control of his thoughts
he is imprisoned,
but his will remains
to fight and continue on
his body is more fragile now
his persistence is less
he can't do it like he used to
the fire only burns
but little strength comes from it
time is beginning to claim his life
his era is coming to an end
few believe in him now
what does he have left?
more demons and not-forgotten illusions
sometimes you have to stop making promises
when you keep breaking the ones you've made
forget what was said
and learn from what was done
what will you take to the grave
when all you have is mostly gone
'cept bitter memories and innumerous regrets
take the fact that you were a good man
and liked by all who knew little of your faults
and loved by those who accepted such faults
if you were ever a victim
don't be afraid
life gave you your chance
and the end is here
goodnite old man
life ends at the bottom of that beer
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