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Blur the lines

I am the subdued pop
of champagne

on New Year's Eve.

I am the cocaine
the rushes

through your veins.

I am the cigar smoke
that burns

as you deeply inhale.

And the glowing sparks that rises
to the midnight sky

so ready to die out

I am
no matter how hard
you scorch, drown

or blur the lines

while pretending to to shout happy greetings
to the new months
and the people

you call your friends

I am the girl
who loved New Year's Eve
And you still taste me

In the darkness

Fri vers (Fri form) av Plumflower
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Publicerad 2016-09-21 21:28

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