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Strip Club

I went to a strip club a few nights past
and watched women dance naked while
men threw money at them.

I danced with women for
money; to look at, to speak to,
to touch.

A ritual of midnight sadness,
of female energy exploited-
By thirsty vampires.
Written by djmarciniak26
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