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Before and After
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Anna can't breathe at two in the morning,
With wine flightless in her mouth.
Couldn't stand the flask, she could still taste the lingering print of his lips.
In the distance lights dance, reminding her of Adam her missing lover, the state of which...graduates past life.
Fallen valentines litter the floor all around her, filling her with hate.
As the poison slips down her throat she can't remember his name.
Anna can't breathe at two in the morning,
With wine flightless in her mouth.
Couldn't stand the flask, she could still taste the lingering print of his lips.
In the distance lights dance, reminding her of Adam her missing lover, the state of which...graduates past life.
Fallen valentines litter the floor all around her, filling her with hate.
As the poison slips down her throat she can't remember his name.
Published 4th Jan 2013
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