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Sweet
Let wine find its way down thy ribs
Thy grip tighten around my wrists
Let thy breath revive that flame
Of rotten thoughts playing thy game
While razorblades carve thy presence in my flesh
Allow me this one last dance
And kiss me
Kiss me sweet
Till I bleed
Let me be trapped in this memory of thy touch
How can it be I miss you so much
Exhilarated heartbeats pound through my head
Haunting me fucking me wishing me dead
While razorblades carve thy presence in my flesh
Allow me this one last dance
And kiss me
Kiss me sweet
Till I bleed
Thy grip tighten around my wrists
Let thy breath revive that flame
Of rotten thoughts playing thy game
While razorblades carve thy presence in my flesh
Allow me this one last dance
And kiss me
Kiss me sweet
Till I bleed
Let me be trapped in this memory of thy touch
How can it be I miss you so much
Exhilarated heartbeats pound through my head
Haunting me fucking me wishing me dead
While razorblades carve thy presence in my flesh
Allow me this one last dance
And kiss me
Kiss me sweet
Till I bleed
Published 29th Jun 2017
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29th Jun 2017 4:16pm
