As we strode into
A voluptuous black
Dark hole of insecurities
And blasphemous desires
There is an inner silence
Reverberating to lead you
Onto a vacant correlation
Of speechless monotones
And she laughed out loud
Speaking of gullible desires
As she turned on the stereo
And she flawlessly conquered
The nuances of the invigorating
Night
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