Your mouth was like poison

leaving a painful absence when it left

It made everything so much smaller,

because I didn't want to see big things without you.

Your skin was part of mine,

your heart was effected when I cried

you bled, I bled

I hurt, you hurt

I'd rather turn to dust

then be in a world without you.

Because i know that all that comes with you is natural to me

and with every breath

I wait an hour for your poison to stay comfortably numb on my lips

and to forget the resting envy


because i'd rather be in pain then be without your soul lying next to mine



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