Charmer

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A dark room inside of my heart
Where catastrophes grow wings

Escapes to you
Turns your tongue into cyanide

I'm so drunk on you
High on your eyes

I clutch my heart for more
Lost in false despairs

Snakes slither out my mouth only to come back through you

Hiss at me with your beady eyes
I'm hooked up

The motion makes me dizzy
You're an unhealthy addiction

Figment of my imagination
Wrap around me and never let me breathe

~ My Dear Poems   ~Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora