poison

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your kiss leaves me breathless
choking for air, begging for help
questioning why
why is this how i have to live?
your words weren't enough? you need more?
it's bad enough
that i can't make this "poetic."
that i can't make your kiss "poetic"
because there is nothing poetic about it
there is nothing poetic about the way you touch me.
feel me.
i hate you.

- gianna marie.

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