I made a few drinks and sang all night. The audience seemed happy as they took sips and bites. My partner played the piano and guitar. The cooks screwed and unscrewed the jam jar.
A wonderful night in a very long time. I love night-performing although I'm underaged and this is a crime. My stilettos are comfortable and my dress is my skin. My voice good at forgiving my sins.
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Turquoise Emotions
PoetryI am trying to cope with my chaotic, hectic self. These are my late-night thoughts.
