Flashing, it stares so blank and chatter flies brisk, disjointed.
Her cries mimic laughter,
(put there) to mock your smiles (and its) grotesque spine.
Ehcos fading reverberating, but gone away running.
The chills beg calm for its own sake
Shaking, calamity only grows
Inhibitions crawl across the floor
From the door
Shadow stops still
A breath caught to stand still
Until heels tap tired again
They can hold you up
we don't know when
But the drinks, full, begin to spill
Hands shake at his frozen waist
Calls leap toward disgrace,
But only one thing could be pulled
An empty bittersweet taste
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Dancing the salsa
Spitting words on fire
She shouts to the doctor
“I’m dying to expire”
The cackling merchant maid
Forces out your toll
While the morning bell(s) beg you
To pacify your soul
The jokester in you
Is trying (so hard) to unwind
But is stuck on cruising
The hallways of your mind
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