What do you make of my poem ( Wine or Death)?

J

Jason

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Take me across this icy ocean
My dreams entwined with wine

Drinking from a green bottle glass
reaching for the other side

Death take me now I shout
You have the only power for mans relief
Not this dirt bottle of mine

Decay my flesh and bones
Let the fish feed on my gut

Drenched in wine I fall over board
The black sky the comfort to my decent
 
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