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Tailored, straight and neat he breathes it in

Wrapped firmly in his silken abhorrence

Face of fortune, status of high

Behind those eyes the decay compounds.

Frightened, cold and alone, she waits.

Knowing the turn of time brings nothing but defeat

The salvation of daylight halts,

leaving soulless the hours in blight.

Drink from this sullied repository,

transform and scathe

Swallow it down

taste the agony.

Relish the chaos

mount the display

Throw up the curtain of blindness

Transform and scathe

Thoughts fermented past better judgement

Veiled in competence and prestige

Beast arise, imprisoned by fear

Lacking intimacy for the observer

With a peck and a wink, reset.

Tailored once anew.

No doubt, it will be different by morning

With a fuck and a drink, forget.

Crimson stains anew.

No doubt she will be hidden by morning.

Drink from this sullied repository,

transform and scathe

Swallow it down

taste the agony.

Relish the chaos

mount the display

Throw up the curtain of blindness

Transform and scathe