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red wine drips from lips
like blood and
god knows it’ll never
be enough and
each hit burns like
it’s the first
you think you just might
die of thirst and
dorian, you’re gonna die
but pretty darling,
so am I
so you and I,
we’ll go down together
you’ll destroy yourself
and I’ll haunt you forever
nothing left to say but
beauty does not stay and
paint it fades and dries and
time it always flies