hands
closer and closer
then i slam the fucking door
a tourniquet
to clot the blood
a feeling to ignore
glow in the dark
caught between
these last bubbles of air
baby drown me in despair
inhale the toxic fumes
but i can't seem to find you there
another work
to lock this door
to imprison the present
to desecrate me to the core
i know that you'll resent it
soft warmth and eerie blue
i'll admit i wanted to
inject in me
your liquid doom
and scream right into you.
Author notes
this was from a while back but i just found it the other day while going thru old notebooks
would you tattoo this on your lungs?
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Yes.
I'll let it be more than skin deep.
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and thats all i ask of you love.
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