my friend
i will kiss the vodka off your lips, wipe your mouth with my coffee-stained sleeve and use the other to stop me bleeding grace
i will kiss the lemon off your tongue with my wine-stained lips, i will be smoking diamond colours, all i need is your emerald tabacco
i will kiss the hands off your body, burn those who laid a finger on you
i'm sorry about my love-stained psychopathy, i'll keep this secret for us because i'm the friend of a friend
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Poetrypoems about broken homes, friendzones, death, everything your heart does not desire
