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Late night cravings.
Music thumps in my ears.
Deejay Lex is here.
Need a hit.
Don’t want to feel my fingers.
Don’t want to feel my face.
Give me a drink.
I’ll forget the taste.
I want to dial your number.
Get myself a fix.
I’m feeling sexy.
Damn..I need a hit.
Glasses clink.
Men stare.
I’m alone.
You’re not here.
Stupid, girl.
Hold out for better days.
Find a man..
..who will change your ways.
Published 4th Oct 2019
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Just another party.
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