You're the dessert brought burning in Bourbon To smiles & glazy widening eyes Extinguished by the breeze of hungry applause and the grabbed forks shine Awake enough to see quivering lips reach toward your soft sweet heart Now loosening flesh in spit of grinding teeth Still trying to distinguish yourself from a ghost Engulfed by the smile of swallowing
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