We were falling
Compromised and young
Destined to reel
Dwindling
In the name of good fun
The hours all sank
In a heedless swan dive
For the wormhole of rapture
For the allure of chemical disarray
Until the day was drawn
Setting fire
To our face-down silhouettes
Until the infernal dawn
Had singed away
At our mangled bones

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