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standing in a red-lit tomb

spirits stir in every room

faces blur, they come and go

moving in a constant tempo

they all like to follow

wherever it is they can swallow

the poison i pour

only wanting more

when they sip it down

i see lost souls move town to town

they haunt this place,

speed up the pace

leave shadows deep

in the nonsense they speak

ghosts on the counter

they linger ’til dawn

fading like smoke

when the morning comes

keeping the stories drowned in gin

watching the lost as they stumble in

empty laughter and hollow cheers

they raise a glass to forgotten years

only to dance like their young

as the dj repeats a stupid song

im haunted too, i wont deny

the walls have watched me bleed and lie

im one of them, just passing through

a specter bound to this endless view

as the lights flash, the shadows sway

our ghosts keep the night at bay

behind the bar, in haunted roles

pouring drinks for fractured souls

im over it

10/31/2024