Title: Glass of wine.
A glass of wine, a glass of tears.
Two glasses of wine, distressed.
Three glasses of wine, paralyzed love.
Four glasses of wine, lose you.
Five glasses of wine, I wake up alone.
Six glasses of wine, powerless.
Seven glasses of wine are memories.
Eight glasses of wine are a pity.
Nine glasses of wine, love is gone.
Ten glasses of wine, love is dead.
The more you drink, the more painful you are.
Love is drunk and heartbroken.
It is fast drunk, but not drunk.
I'm not sure if I'm drunk or awake.
Glass of wine, feather marks.
This is very similar to the poems that I have released professionally before.
But this is new.
No QAQ at all
Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooss over it, it was just the poem that came to mind.