Your breath is poison in the air.
I inhale it like a sweet aroma,
Burning my lungs, killing my insides.
Your touch is lava.
I let the flames wash over me.
Feeling, burning, scorched skin.
Your heart is Ice
I welcome the frost into my core.
Blackened fingers, dulled emotions.
Senses cause insanity, yet love prevails.
Hatred flowing forth from thee.
But i should know.
I made you that way..
Apr 28, 2015
Apr 28, 2015 at 7:36 PM UTC
Your breath is poison in the air.
I inhale it like a sweet aroma,
Burning my lungs, killing my insides.
Your touch is lava.
I let the flames wash over me.
Feeling, burning, scorched skin.
Your heart is Ice
I welcome the frost into my core.
Blackened fingers, dulled emotions.
Senses cause insanity, yet love prevails.
Hatred flowing forth from thee.
But i should know.
I made you that way..
SH
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