Sadness creeps in. Sends shivers down a scantily clad back. Two whispers in and this is eminent. I posed for you. Paint your impression all over because this will last forever. Naive. Down for the count. One drink too many and you let your true self chime in. I chose her again over you. The delusion you settle in. Nevermind the truth. Nevermind the promise. Nevermind.

Sadness creeps in.

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