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Author: Broken Shard
Fiction Rated: T - English - Spiritual - Reviews: 2 - Published: 01-25-06 - Updated: 01-25-06 - id:2098192

Poison me


Sweet poison runs through my veins

Thick enough to drive me insane

My body jerks and burns to itch

My heart pounds and muscles twitch,

I'm poisoned, thoughts wander and float

For what I have, there is no antidote.

The venom burns deep inside me

It takes control, yet sets me free

Poison makes me wild, when once I was tame

It rips the sanity from my shaking frame.

This poison surrounds me like a moat

For what I got, there is no antidote.

Your fangs in my neck, which was the start

Now poison runs through out my heart

Shedding the old, tired and worn

Thanks to this poison, I am reborn.

This poison shrouds me like a coat

Bite me again, I don’t want an antidote.


Not sure where this one came from... a bit confusing but I like it… a lot


© Copyright 2006 Broken Shard (FictionPress ID:48456).


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