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Liquid Gold
The liquid gold sloshed
Glass, so weak, restrains it
The man he stands
Foot on barrel
The liquid gold runs
Down my throat
It burns, at first,
Numbs afterwards
The liquid man smiles
From atop his pedestal
Wicked teeth and intentions
Gold is lost, again
The liquid gold is gone
The man laughs
As he tumbles
The glass prison breaks
Glass, so weak, restrains it
The man he stands
Foot on barrel
The liquid gold runs
Down my throat
It burns, at first,
Numbs afterwards
The liquid man smiles
From atop his pedestal
Wicked teeth and intentions
Gold is lost, again
The liquid gold is gone
The man laughs
As he tumbles
The glass prison breaks
Published 1st Sep 2013
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