Your cruel kisses
taste of whiskey and blood
Your touch
sends shockwaves through my body
like a whiplash
Eyes wide open
Hearts beating fast
We are fire and ice
Not fated to last
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Oblivion
PoetrySome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
