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the champagne dripped from her lips

like honey—

the honey that sticks to her fingers

on warm, sunny days

when she sips her tea

with her pinky up

now she drowns her sorrow

in the alcohol he serves her,

the same man

who caused her her sorrows,

so she forgets her worries

and falls back into his arms

(or his bed, rather)

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