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Death Of A Bachelor

If you don’t mind me asking,

Do I look lonely?

Have I lost weight?


Toxic, addicting,

with hot red painted lips

and eyes that pierce me.


Stay for a little longer,

Share another drink with me

Put on a show for them.


Alone at a table for two;

I just want to be served.

Honey, don’t leave me hanging.


A lifetime of scintillation

And laughter, at the expense of

the death of a bachelor.


Heavily inspired by Death Of A Bachelor  by one of my favourite bands, Panic! At The Disco.



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