toxic

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toxic co-dependency
a mangled, eight-limbed monster
two skins fused together
guns withdrawn from holsters

sliced open palms
brothers bonded by their blood
hands unable to let go
but would they if they could?

suffocating proximity
a stolen peep beneath the mask
eyes of molten idealism
an eruption designed to last

grinning suicide pact
witnessed by a mourning moon
guns never half cocked
two sick hearts set to boom

fuse ignited
by a fated gunpowder kiss
both triggers pulled
by pale blue poison lips

an infinite red zone
bystanders turned to dust
cities torn down
only emptiness come dusk

at the centre of it all
two eternally conjoined ghosts
arguing forevermore
about who loves who the most

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