Haunted Cocktail

The spirits have awakened in the night

to haunt your soul,

as you drink a 3rd of a bottle,

 

the darkness cloaks your visage,

the light is in another dimension;

such a twilight zone of self loathing

 

Like a dog licking your wounds,

no proper medical treatment,

the infection is obvious to occur

 

Such a whore for abuse,

taking the lashings for the troubles,

and awaiting the trial of the gallows 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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