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Catharsism II
Darling, let's be honest,
This poem's full of lies,
I miss you,
Well I wish I missed you,
I loved you,
That at least is true,
Darling you know I used to,
But between the sheets,
Doused in lies and blood,
(touch wood)
I won't have to miss you again,
I won't have to force my bones to hold,
What I begged myself to let go,
I hope you choke,
On my lips,
Dripped in the napalm,
You laced your love with.
This poem's full of lies,
I miss you,
Well I wish I missed you,
I loved you,
That at least is true,
Darling you know I used to,
But between the sheets,
Doused in lies and blood,
(touch wood)
I won't have to miss you again,
I won't have to force my bones to hold,
What I begged myself to let go,
I hope you choke,
On my lips,
Dripped in the napalm,
You laced your love with.
Published 12th Jun 2014
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Anonymous
12th Jun 2014 4:47pm
This poem is chilling in so many layers at the same time rich in joyous pain. . .loved it! Devlin.
