《Cut. Stitch. Heal. Repeat.》The Bar Scene

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Crowded and hot.

People grooving to the beat.

Drinks going around.

The distinct smell of pot,

Mixed with the sweaty heat.

Spilled alcohol on ground.

Buzzed from the thrill,

And not the booze.

She grinds on the nearest guy.

Reaching her fill,

She continues to her next schoomze.

Going out on a fly.

All too soon their lips meet,

And she briefly wonders,

When did this become her scene?

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