Glory vine in full flight
Showing off her wine
Soaked leaves
Pregnant with raindrops
Against a red dawn
A lush silhouette
Begging to be devoured
By tired eyes
Dry from crying
Another sleepless night
Love lorn and listless
Teetering on the edge
Of self acceptance
Juxtaposed with self
Loathing she cools
Her coffee with
Her sad sighs
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