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Jul 2015
I remember drinking
pink champagne

from your pink
high heel shoes

I remember making love
with you wearing only your pink
high heel shoes

I remember
how your pink high heel shoes

became candleholders
ashtrays
(where you stashed your hash)        

deadly weapons
in a row

& you ask me
do I remember

your pink high heel shoes?

Do I?
I do!
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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