You Showed Me
Paint me a picture of a beautiful flower
Then tell me all the sins it has done
Let me look away just once
Before this sour taste in my mouth
Becomes all there is you showed me
All that hasn’t gone south
Let me see the truth behind the lie
That last wish before you die
or before you get to live
Give me the chance to forgive
Under the mistletoe what we have done
Pict...
Thursday 17th November 2022 8:46 pm
Consistency
The rings to my eye sockets,
Deep and purple.
I do not have the luxury of being lightning in a bottle,
I must make my presence known through substance,
Filling the sea of aspirations with my own,
Intoxicating and plentiful,
The key to any readers hearts,
My own suffering.
I will expose myself bare,
Devour my offering so that I may find release.
Unde...
Tuesday 26th April 2022 3:56 pm
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