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Oct 2014
On a night like this
The veil of a perfectly
Orchestrated illusion
Slides back
Leaving an absinthal aftertaste
Streaming in my blood
The unreality feels too bare
Something sinister
Occupies the chest.
The Noose
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The Noose  32/F/Standing on the gallows
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)   
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