when i decide to battle my demons i do so
privately near the back room of a bar by
the scratched mirror reflecting a line of
wineglasses hung upside down,
glass flowers blooming from wood.
demons attack during the oddest moments.
when i decide to battle my demons i do so privately near the back room of a bar by the scratched mirror reflecting a line of wineglasses hung upside down, glass flowers blooming from wood. demons attack during the oddest moments. |
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(I can't decide what I think of the last line...)
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"I'm sorry, was that the sound of your heart breaking?"
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