WAS IT THE PILLS THEY GAVE YOU TO GIVE THE DEMONS A REST INSIDE YOUR BRAIN? DOES THE CIGARETTES YOU SMOKE TASTE LIKE UTTER SHIT?
HOW WELL DO YOU HIDE THE SCARS THAT ONCE TOOK CONTROL OF YOUR LIFE? DO THEY LOOK LIKE PRETTY ABSTRACT MARKS?
YOU AFFECT EVERYONE WITH THE SADNESS YOU CANT SEEM TO DISMISS. IS IT YOUR DEMONS THAT DID THIS?
I CANT FIND A REASON TO BE HAPPY BECAUSE THE PILLS WONT WORK AND ITS JUST A MESS, IF IM STILL BREATHING THEN CHOKE ME.
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"CM&CIL"
Poetry"CHOKE ME & CALL IT LOVE" Have you ever loved the wrong person? Do people convince you that wrong person could be the right? Does the wrong person give you bad vibes? Does that wrong person choke you and call it love? Yes? Then read on for more poem...
