Vanished

 
 
 

Stuck in a honey trap
Operation cloak and dagger
The sour taste of summer wine
As I stumble and stagger

The ancient snake slithers
Such an original sin
The whisper of your silver tongue 
The shedding of your skin

I'm alive and awake now
So tired of sleeping away my days
The good, the bad and the ugly
All vanished in the morning haze



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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