Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Simple Teething

I'll get under your skin
trace your pulse down your neck lay my seeds in the cracks of your self esteem
tie you up in thoughts like the coarsest ropes around your neck
feed you poison, have you melt into me.
Mix my colors into yours to create a palet of blinding color
suffocate you with myself
you'll never breath again
you'll never breath again.

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