Jun 2018
Spears attached to vinum shooting from your tongue, piercing through my weakened heart spreading poison in my vanes.
How does this satisfy any need you ay desire, to watch your words of anger burn me like a fire.
With little regret I see from you in your actions only one, as the existence of your tongue attempts to attach a drop of antidote, clearly not enough to counter act your words that filled me with poison. As the Spears lay still attached , the damage still exists, for every attempt to remove them the hole left in me is to forever remain.
©kimmied1105
How does this satisfy any need you ay desire, to watch your words of anger burn me like a fire.
With little regret I see from you in your actions only one, as the existence of your tongue attempts to attach a drop of antidote, clearly not enough to counter act your words that filled me with poison. As the Spears lay still attached , the damage still exists, for every attempt to remove them the hole left in me is to forever remain.
©kimmied1105
Think of your words wisely as you spit them from your mouth as the end like a spear once stuck into the heart of another I'm sorry may ease the pain but the holes remain in the heart and never go away.
