Daft Queens

make-up, reputation and silly remarks
pride, lost loves and nicotine
lonesome nights, depression and dark
smoke, grace, flame and kerosene
wrecked hopes, debris, no warmth, no spark
daft queens in their lies pristine
song-less nights without the larks
for once un-drugged, sober and clean
daft queens sob their broken hearts

-the gypsy

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