fallenfaces

A philter in a vial of self-discovery
Potion of over-indulgence
Flowed to her system incessantly
as she have outgrown decency.

Looked straight through the glass of bottled fancy
Finding Solace in every sip.
Will YOU take me?
Will you take over ME?

I still felt nothing,descending, motionless
Jumping on the border of insanity
Cross the line
or follow the line

Dwell into the subconscious
I see you beckon me
Lay upon bewildering reality
over a kiss that spells subtlety.

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