the day we met
you climbed into my skin
sneaking with hushed steps
into the creases
of my soul
forced invitations
mutilating; piece by piece
brittle bone disease
my heart's only looking for
a safe place to stay
wondering with dazed eyes
in vagabond
you and your mendacious nature
with devil's tongue
it twists like the spine
of the devil
in the dusk awakening
of spirits
i mistook you as aid
when you were the pitfall
like a drug
these intoxicating eyes
a romantic's breakup song
have no depth, no end
spew magma
you tear down the walls
of my ribcage
the remains twinkle
in fresh blood
~
he is the regret
the pain
the loss
the torture
the drug
the devil
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it always goes back to you (Poetry Collection)
Poesía~ Poetry Collection ~ Genre: Anthology, Poetry, Love & Relationships A collection of poetry that explores different perspectives of the beauty, pain and bittersweet game of love. It also focuses on lovebird relationships, unrequited love, toxic, co...
