[ Liquor Lies ]

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[ Liquor lies ]

With a bubblegum smile,

candy-coated lips,

and strawberry stained teeth,

her toxic lies

melted on my tongue

like puffs of fairy floss.


It was like a

dizzying rush of too

much spun sugar and too

little restraint.


With me

wrapped around her sticky

fingers,

she shaped me as if I

were a marshmallow soft

bite of

moldable chocolate.

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