With every word, with every misguidance
This sharp, unbearable thing that digs into the center of me.
This sweetness that I salt ‘till it is nothing but undrinkable sea water.
This love wrapped in the ribbons of Death; almighty Death-
The end of human connection.
Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 1:53 PM UTC
With every word, with every misguidance
This sharp, unbearable thing that digs into the center of me.
This sweetness that I salt ‘till it is nothing but undrinkable sea water.
This love wrapped in the ribbons of Death; almighty Death-
The end of human connection.
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