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I didnt name it because I feel like it's shit and shit only has one name. Shit. But some people like shit,
so here it is:
Thy Poison Is bitter, yet sweetness remains
It lingers on tongue while it seeps into veins
All muscles clench tight then release with a sigh
As thy poison hits Heart and the Sun falls from sky
I close my eyes,
Let burn the fire deep inside
Let the Poison seep inside.
Have I died? Have I died?
Or am I imprisoned inside of my mind?
Thy poison, though bitter and surely my death,
Gives sweetness to otherwise quivered breaths
There yet remains life inside of this shell
Thy poison is my Haven when inside there is Hell.
so here it is:
Thy Poison Is bitter, yet sweetness remains
It lingers on tongue while it seeps into veins
All muscles clench tight then release with a sigh
As thy poison hits Heart and the Sun falls from sky
I close my eyes,
Let burn the fire deep inside
Let the Poison seep inside.
Have I died? Have I died?
Or am I imprisoned inside of my mind?
Thy poison, though bitter and surely my death,
Gives sweetness to otherwise quivered breaths
There yet remains life inside of this shell
Thy poison is my Haven when inside there is Hell.
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