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Sep 2018
Lovesick whimsy
Pleasures tendrils
Threat-e-ning to choke you up
You dance in merriment
Ignore the words he said
Let your demons eat you up

Curve the wording, midnight slurring
Dance around his every thought
Matchsticks burning, light is purging
Take a chance or call a loss

Tipsy Turning so discerning
What is best is what you want
Ever learning, self concerning
En-slave-ment a price you flaunt

Copacetic, it's heretic
Sell your soul for every jaunt
Do you want her? Then you'll have her!
The paupers woe is she who taunts

Mischief brewing, time consuming
Face the wrath of what you bought
All those misfits, showing midriff
She's the one that knocks you off
Written by
Avestani  27/M/In My Head
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