fill my cup
fill it up with poison
let it burn my throat
let it corrode the insides of my body
let it leave behind a carnage
let it destroy everything in me
i feel alive
in its damage
i feel comfort
in its pain
i feel thirst
for its venom
i taste nectar
in its bitterness
i see an antidote
in this deadly elixir
and there is no stopping
until i consume the very last drop
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 1:38 AM UTC
fill my cup
fill it up with poison
let it burn my throat
let it corrode the insides of my body
let it leave behind a carnage
let it destroy everything in me
i feel alive
in its damage
i feel comfort
in its pain
i feel thirst
for its venom
i taste nectar
in its bitterness
i see an antidote
in this deadly elixir
and there is no stopping
until i consume the very last drop
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