Fluids seep out of me
Toxins squirm their way out
From their inhospitable new home
One that will suffocate them
Dreams implode in me
Fantasy at the hand of reality
With his superior firepower
Aimed elegantly and accurately
Sleep aerates the field within me
Dreams rise again, poisons come back in
Slitting my throat again
Licking it off my chin
Spare nothing
A commodity worth everything
So lucky
Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 6:41 PM UTC
Fluids seep out of me
Toxins squirm their way out
From their inhospitable new home
One that will suffocate them
Dreams implode in me
Fantasy at the hand of reality
With his superior firepower
Aimed elegantly and accurately
Sleep aerates the field within me
Dreams rise again, poisons come back in
Slitting my throat again
Licking it off my chin
Spare nothing
A commodity worth everything
So lucky
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