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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2192708
An abstract piece.
She buys me a drink,
Bartender asks what I'll have.

Unassailable veil,
Adjoined with throe.

We toast,
Every night.

Loathing felicity,
My beguiling woe.

Last call,
We stay anyway.

Plunging with avidity,
My decadent tranquility.

We're up,
Till sunrise

Fastened in fallacy,
You have whats left of me.
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