I ate my own soul
And left myself drunk and empty
I swallowed that poison that gave me emotions
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Nightmares of burying Victoria
PoetrySequel to: Dreams of being Victoria. Burning passion and loveless heartbeats are the only proof of magic that I need.
Antidote
I ate my own soul
And left myself drunk and empty
I swallowed that poison that gave me emotions