Hydrogen Cyanide
I have no idea how it feels
to receive what I deserve from you,
no memory,
only faded dreams.
Seething over what I was denied,
I became ill from your heavy,
searing dose of
hydrogen cyanide,
And life lost its meaning
because I never learned
to pour this love I carry inside
all over myself.
- Crimsyy
A/N: Basically, don't waste your love on those who don't deserve it...it's only painful for you in the end. Thankyou so much for reading guys and girls (: Silent readers, I'd love to hear your thoughts too! ♡ If you'd like to, vote and comment ☆
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Burn (#Wattys2017)
PoetryThere are cigarette lighters everywhere you turn. Welcome to my new book, Burn! I hope you enjoy it (: - Crimsyy
