you taste like lemon and salt
so bitter
yet i can't get enough
i fill your head to the brim
until your emotions pour onto me
i'll steal your thoughts
and run races in your mind
until you're obsessed
love me love me love me
my heart cries out
fill that void
that place that was ripped out of me
you'll never love me
but i guess
fill me with sex and drugs
that will do.
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cigarettes and sunsets
Poetrya collection of poems filled with love, heartbreak and tragedy. the world has a bad habit of keeping serious things locked away in order to maintain happiness, I desire to search for these hidden things and let them be found. illustrations by Robyn...
