razor blades beckon in dulcet tones
boasting sickly sweet promises of relief
surrender to the cravings of the manipulative metal
feel the caress of broken promises against naive skin
YOU ARE READING
dark poems
Poetrythis seems like poetry and prose sometimes it's more than you'd suppose see, what my mind creates, goes but what that is, nobody knows
addiction
razor blades beckon in dulcet tones
boasting sickly sweet promises of relief
surrender to the cravings of the manipulative metal
feel the caress of broken promises against naive skin
