My words cut deep, leaving a metallic taste.
Chocking on arsenic, my tongue toxic.
My lips drip poison, you taste me turning sour.
I'm bitter.
Now you're choking, I try mouth to mouth.
Killing you slowing; unknowingly.
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 9:54 PM UTC
My words cut deep, leaving a metallic taste.
Chocking on arsenic, my tongue toxic.
My lips drip poison, you taste me turning sour.
I'm bitter.
Now you're choking, I try mouth to mouth.
Killing you slowing; unknowingly.
