Book of Poetry

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Sip to sip, red roses and dark chocolates

So delicate and beautiful, feels like cloud 9 million

City lights and sky lines familiar

Water to the depths and bridges to the sky.

Drunken pleasure, Teasing face

Sip to sip,red roses and dark chocolates

So reckless and wild, feels like Ecstasy

Open roads,never sky

Sip to pleasure,Sip for darkness,sip for exit

Weak knee’s, sweaty palms

Sip to sip,red eyes,shaky hands, and empty bottle.

Heads thrown back, deep gurgled laughter of madness.

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