The Conscience of a Drunken Girl By Alexandra
Dusty remains of time
smell foul, yet envigorating
Wake my senses and sooth the soul
Confusing sensation spoken of
Intoxicated mouth opens
Express desires, fears and questions
What a stupid girl I am
My senses blinded by my inconscience
Clash of time, accident of fate
Reunion of past and future
The meeting of two dimensions
The present suffers greatly from it
Worries for a possible destiny
The curse of a stupid girl
What else could she do to survive
But rely on her intoxicated world.
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