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Posted under Spiritual Poetry by sreemantiShiny disco balls !
glittering in my hair !
through the nights
that fly by
lies they tell on screen
while lurid democracy
lights up the prejudice
we know the real
cruel intoxication of liquids
the collosal charm of evil
come to the caves, my bonny bride
and crave for flights of fancy
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The last line really makes you think ,good poem