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Apr 2012
This place I have reached
(I know not how)
Excites me,
Elates me,
Empowers me.

It is not a lovely place
(I know with certainty)
A ***** place,
A wretched place,
A sinful place.

I have tasted fruits
(I ought not have)
Poisoned fruits,
Corrupted fruits,
Toxic fruits.

I have felt the caress of your lips upon my skin
No revenge tastes as sweet as the poison in my mouth.
A semi-reality.
Becca Keith
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Becca Keith
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