Late nights and liquor dark,
A dangerous game, a risky mark.

It’s 1 AM and I hear the distant hum of music coming from the club down on Main Street; it draws me like a moth to flame. My heart is racing as my feet carry me closer towards that dark liquor soaked stage, filled with women in high heels…

The bar was dim, the air was thick,
As I walked in, I felt a quick
And sudden rush of mystery,
And thoughts of how it all could be.

I took a seat and ordered up
A drink so strong, it filled my cup.
The liquid burned as it went down,
And soon I felt the world spin ’round.

But there she was, a woman dark,
With long black hair and eyes that sparked
To challenge me, to draw me in,
And take me to a world of sin.

We talked and laughed and drank some more,
And as the night wore on, I saw

The darkness fade and light begin
To seep back in, to let me in.

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