Your love is the fruit
Of the poisonous tree
That Adam once
Took from Eve
Tell me how is it
I couldn't see
That you were slowly
Killing me
Your voice is euphoric,
You're a siren of the sea
I'm not sure how I didn't notice
The waves crashing deafeningly
Maybe I was too entraced
In the way you spoke
Of the all the things
That you loved the most
Maybe I was too desperately
Clinging onto the hope
That your love would be the cure
Not a lethal dose
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 11:45 PM UTC
Your love is the fruit
Of the poisonous tree
That Adam once
Took from Eve
Tell me how is it
I couldn't see
That you were slowly
Killing me
Your voice is euphoric,
You're a siren of the sea
I'm not sure how I didn't notice
The waves crashing deafeningly
Maybe I was too entraced
In the way you spoke
Of the all the things
That you loved the most
Maybe I was too desperately
Clinging onto the hope
That your love would be the cure
Not a lethal dose
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