#14.
[Bang Bang, You're Dead - Dirty Pretty Things]
just simple wealth and taste
in fine wines, dry not sweet
paid with your man's soul.
all in stealing his life and
faith, left to stir in my arrays.
fuming like cardice, in empty jam jars
an angry face with a sealed fate and
a forgotten name. this is how things
work in the game of the beggar and king.
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