Lips like pills,
Oxycontin for rational thought
A temporary quick-fix for all the times we fought
Naught be the total worth of these moments
Damnable if this presence is worth more than nil
Time spent with you is akin to rolling stones uphill
Cubes of cobble climbing Everest
Yet, you promised to me I'd have my rest
Lest I be driven on, towards a paradise fate.
Though, gods admit you want my pulse to stop, and stand still
Why do I care, even though you're obviously malignous,
Leeched onto me, and sucked the life from my force
Bled out my existence until you eradicate me from the source
Remorse, its a good amount of all I feel, and you have none.
Maybe the devil can answer the question of why I love your kisses so caliginous?
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Cynic's Guide to Life - Poetry Dabbles
PoetryThis story is where I shall be uploading poetry, various writings, and a few other things
