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POISON
Eve 6
Inside Out
"I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds
But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside
Swallow my doubt turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Want to put my tender, heart in a blender
Watch it spin to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you"
there he is again
wrapping himself around
every word I speak
grasping each one
as if it were a weapon
and turning them against me
coiling, swallowing, choking
me with his poison
as he slithers himself
around my every movement
sinking his fangs deeper
with every breath I take
desperately I am
trying to save myself
from the suffocation
of it
but I have no fight
left in me
he has taken even
that away from me
and I am left with nothing
but his poison
searing through my veins
coarsing through me
burning from the inside out
never have I known such pain
not even my quiet writhing
can stop it, as it explodes
into my waiting heart
so he can be sure
know one else can enter it
I thought nothing else
could be taken from me
by him
I was wrong
Inside Out
"I would swallow my pride, I would choke on the rinds
But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside
Swallow my doubt turn it inside out
Find nothin' but faith in nothin'
Want to put my tender, heart in a blender
Watch it spin to a beautiful oblivion
Rendezvous then I'm through with you"
there he is again
wrapping himself around
every word I speak
grasping each one
as if it were a weapon
and turning them against me
coiling, swallowing, choking
me with his poison
as he slithers himself
around my every movement
sinking his fangs deeper
with every breath I take
desperately I am
trying to save myself
from the suffocation
of it
but I have no fight
left in me
he has taken even
that away from me
and I am left with nothing
but his poison
searing through my veins
coarsing through me
burning from the inside out
never have I known such pain
not even my quiet writhing
can stop it, as it explodes
into my waiting heart
so he can be sure
know one else can enter it
I thought nothing else
could be taken from me
by him
I was wrong
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