I hope you never experience the distant, dark corners of your mind overlapping like molasses in a metal drain
I hope when you open your mouth to speak you don't expel whispers of ash from your burning soul
I hope you dream of colors that aren't me
When she plows into you
You feel edges of malleability
I hope her tongue doesn't burn you
And her thoughts don't **** you.
I float from smoke-filled lungs
And the crackling of fire keeps me up at night but
Amber and honey
I love the taste of my volatile soul and I'm sorry you didn't.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
I hope you never experience the distant, dark corners of your mind overlapping like molasses in a metal drain
I hope when you open your mouth to speak you don't expel whispers of ash from your burning soul
I hope you dream of colors that aren't me
When she plows into you
You feel edges of malleability
I hope her tongue doesn't burn you
And her thoughts don't **** you.
I float from smoke-filled lungs
And the crackling of fire keeps me up at night but
Amber and honey
I love the taste of my volatile soul and I'm sorry you didn't.
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