Oh you taste so delicious, so delectable, so juicy
And I know I should stay away for you’ll be the death of me
Like a drug you provide a momentary high later leaving me crashed
And like an addict I always come back
But all you truly provide is the promise of love guaranteed to be broken
For I know I am not the only one given this token
You look me in the eyes and say those sweet silky words “I love you”
And the lie is so beautiful I try to believe its true
For those are the words I’ve always wanted and needed
I wrap them around my broken heart that’s so long been hurting
Like a band-aid, a temporary stop to eternal bleeding
O sweet Poison! I drink thee with the promise of freedom,
And die with hope still lingering on my tongue
Author notes
Just me feeling a bit bad for myself. I was in a bit of an unhealthy relationship when I wrote this, and luckily I got the strength to end it. Also very connected to the whole 'origanal sin' thing.
Constructive critism to this new poet is much appreciated.
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The first line I was thinking... "this person better be a staburst cause I want a bite of that candy" The whole lying concept in your piece made me think... Lies are beautiful aren't they? I think that's why people lie so much because it is much simpler and easier than telling the truth. but anyways your piece would look more organized if you separated them into stanzas. When you leave it like that it's just like one big thing... I don't know just trying to help out... oh and liked the ending of the piece.
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Thank you very much for the advice. Yes, lies are very beautiful, and sometimes thats scary. You know, I don't want my life to be based on illusions but I know that thats unavoidable since very few things in life aren't based on lies. I think at one pint you have to decide wither to be happy and ignorant and depressed and enlightened, as synical as that sounds. I'm not quite sure which I want yet and until then I am dancing on quire a dangerous line.
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