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Mar 2014
Blood taints the water
That I crave, that I am supposed to drink
Your love is a poison
That I wish to smear
All over my face and hands.
Stain them red
As they have been cut by lust's sharp blade
You are my addiction
Your white powder, I will inhale
I will breathe your smoke into my lungs
Coughing and spitting up the life I left behind
I strip bare of the things that keep me innocent
Make love to the sadness that returns
With the sound of your name, your voice
Blisters caress my skin
As my vitals shrivel up inside me
I will let you, I beg you to
Incinerate me, darling
I miss our dangerous adventures
Incinerate me, darling
*So we can fall for each other again
For Matt
Jordan Frances
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Jordan Frances
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