Death would be too sweet a release
It would stick to my teeth
It would coat my gums
My tongue would go numb
Much better the bitter
The slow sip with a kicker
A continual life
To gag on at night
My death much too easy to chew
And swallow too
The bliss I'd recieve
Makes it too hard to grieve
Life much dryer to choke
My thirst parched throat
And the spice burns my eyes
Reminds me I'm alive
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 12:06 AM UTC
Death would be too sweet a release
It would stick to my teeth
It would coat my gums
My tongue would go numb
Much better the bitter
The slow sip with a kicker
A continual life
To gag on at night
My death much too easy to chew
And swallow too
The bliss I'd recieve
Makes it too hard to grieve
Life much dryer to choke
My thirst parched throat
And the spice burns my eyes
Reminds me I'm alive
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