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by Vesper Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #2172012
When everything gets too addicting, you cling into it much more than you should.
My veins pop;
Inhaling your sweet scent.

Red turns into black;
Salty tears from my eyes leak.

I lament my fate;
Your skin far too delicious for me to taste.

I lament this weak body
That can't handle your thorns that envelope me.


My veins pop;
I can no longer breathe.

Red turns into black;
Trying to look into your eyes I couldn't see.

I detest my fate;
I try to struggle and break free.

I surrender this weak body
Knowing that I will no longer live to see another day.
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