Misty with the butterfly tattoo
Travels light
Glides through this life
riding rainbows at night
Constantly suckling
the nectar of neon flowers
that line Pleasure Boulevard
The city is her playground
but the lifestyle comes with a price
Those Hellish morning afters
exact a heavy toll
on those who still
cling to remnants of their souls
The truth of this future abyss
hangs over all creatures
of the night
The sun always rises
burning away those
convenient denials
that darkness protects
As Misty once again
kneels before her porcelain throne
and purges the poisons accumulated
from the evening's debaucheries
Foggy reflections
yield to the reality
of the day
One last self confession
seeps through her walls
of hedonistic obsessions
In order to survive
she must someday
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