I have learned
To weave magic
Through veils
And lights
And mirrors
I have taken
The hardest of
Hearts
And
t
i w
s t
e d
Them
Shook them up
Until all the gold
Fell out
But now
The magic must fade
My heart is bleeding again
And so...
I have poured out
The tequila
The beer
I have flushed out
The weed
The pills
The pain
And now...
I go off in search
Of you
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Birth sign: Libra
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