Thus Spake Lacklustre
You fake a smile to fool your friends
but you will never fool yourself.
Burn under the neon sun,
strobe flashes life before your eyes.
Poisoned with the shallow ideals,
preached to you by hungry chancers.
In your glass of deep dark red
will you find the answer?
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