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Jul 11
you could get me drunk with just the words that you say,
but
I can taste your lies, sizzling on my tongue.

the scent of your being fills my internal decay,
but
the raw fumes, infect my lung.

I cannot stomach the beauty that I snack on,
and
the look you have is a craving worth feeding,
but
I see you as the sky when the light's touch is all gone
while
my eyes are eternally
bleeding.
my eyes are heavy
my heart's even worse
M
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M  Over the overpass
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