(Lisa Brokop/Ryan Reynolds)
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There's a couple in love at a table,
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Completely consumed in romance.
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As he carefully opens the bottle,
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He pours the red wine in her glass.
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On the other side of the same city,
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A man sits alone in his room.
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Constantly tortured by memories,
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He's putting the bourbon to use.
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Whiskey and wine:
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A bridge wrapped in flames,
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Or soft candle light.
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One's for: "I love you."
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One's for: "Its over. Goodbye."
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Forever is such a thin line,
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Between whiskey and wine.
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Now the lovers, they savour each moment,
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Not wanting the evening to end.
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While the lonely man prays in the silence,
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For the day he will finally forget.
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Whiskey and wine:
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A bridge wrapped in flames,
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Or soft candle light.
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One's for: "I love you."
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One's for: "Its over. Goodbye."
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Forever is such a thin line,
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Between whiskey and wine.
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Forever is such a thin line,
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Between whiskey and wine.
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Whiskey and Wine
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| Lisa Brokop |
