& red wine stains.
today i woke up - in someone else's bed. floated to the mirror. i tried to scrub my lips.
already swollen, what I thought was blood was really red wine.
chills. chilled.
my lips are stained & i cannot get it off.
my clothes are stained & i cannot get it off.
my mind is stained. my heart is stained.
i cannot get it off.
& plato lies to me again...
was ever granted by the Gods to man."
Plato
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