Nov 16, 2004 17:45
“Poison Free”
I romance with the odor
that killed her
This intoxicating aroma
massacred her being
She’ll lay here forever
please, hear her whisper
Tiny drops of life, plummet
committing suicide
Due to man made;
perfection
She’s crying
canvassing the stark white streets
gray
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love always, X
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love you WAY more
Alina
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