Her love is a disintegration of the self
A sacrifice of everything inside
An Identity suicide
Draping the void over life
Suckling on eternity
As if it was the lips of death
In one breathe
She erases her existence
With one verse her persistence
Finds affection to be a ****** mess
Red ribbons cutting flesh
Suffocating the best
Of her individuality
But we all got our vices
So who am I to judge