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Husk of a shell of my former self

we used to dance  
on the beach
naked  
in the rain  
 
 
 
right by the speakers
gyrating
all in the hips  
as the saying goes
 
who was it that popped that first pill that night?
was it you  
me, misremembering some Romeo and Juliet scene, with each putting the pill on the others tongue  
the summer Australian heat permeating through the dance floors sweat soaked surface
 
 
fuck me you mouthed
as our eyes met from either side of the room
why stop at just one  
when your reputation precedes you  
taste the rainbow darling
 
 
till one day it was you
wheeled off in the back of an ambulance
me staring at this handful of pills  
wondering when these bright colours became a blurred nightmare  
Written by Carpe_Noctem
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Author's Note
Take what you will of Carpe and his  gyrating

As for the rest trauma and all. .. History, stories we tell ourselves
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