~Black coffee and cheap whiskey~

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Your voice,
Sending shivers through her protruding spine
Your words like poison
Addictive, she can't resist them
It's killing her,
Breaking her down
She's running on black coffee and cheap Whiskey,
Whiskey to dull the pain
To forget your hateful words
And Your weapon like hands

Black coffee to stay awake
To erase the sleepless nights
To wipe away the nightmares with the start of a new day,
Your weapon like hands drawn against my slim thighs
Your words are the razor blades I drag across my wrists ,
The knife in my back
You and your damn words
Are poison upon skin
Pumping through my open veins
You,
You're nothing but poison but hunny I'm addicted.

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