Author: becquerel PM
cyanide pillRated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 92 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 1 - Published: 04-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3012538
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medicine, burning holes in the
rope, chemical burns along your wrists say
we're the same, breathing words and worlds,
exhaling thought-processes only to inhale
life itself, glittery and razzle-dazzle,
you amaze me, prince of a kingdom
long since unaligned, reinstated,
damaged, souless master of
deceit, so full of wonder and hate,
a tonic in your bloodstream.
i'd dare to drink you up,
if you'd let me.
poison flowing through my veins,
deny me the cure,
the way you see right through me
says it all.