Excess

I quake
My  fingers tremble
From  last night's
Excess - a deliberate step

And  you
Far away
Move  through
My  life
Like a breeze
Your  future
Carries you
Away
Leaves me  soured
And  torn
Such harm
Have  you done

Me:  alone:
Re-commencing
It all again.
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