Feast of Innocence (Beginner)

bottles, sweet poisons, and liquid temptations
I have run out of words to drink
I have drunk them all
until I vomit pieces of myself
to romanticize my waking hours
to kill seconds and build memories
to woo my muse
and dance with the moon

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This earth that I stood upon,
she lives and seduces and feasts
she's the devil,
and we are dancing to her tunes
willingly; we offer ourselves
with our dance-drunk,
happy-pills,
and meaningless-sex
to lay on the altar of rotting dreams
and past we wish we forgot

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for a promise, a chance
many nights of forgetting
and belonging
until we have ripped every fiber of our beings

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yours truly, another sacrifice.

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Hey, I just start writing on and off this year. I would gladly receive criticism and how I can improve, but I hope you enjoy it.