Pushed again into the chasm
By your familiar smile
Breathing becomes pointless
In my never ending fall
I’ll bite my lips to blood
And spit away the poison
Of a once true love
And a kiss I can’t forget.
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The poison keeps welling up though, some wells never dry…..
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Right. And somehow the mouth gets used to live with it’s bitter taste, instead of spitting it out.
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It has to get out and it spews out one day at the most inopportune moment….
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Been there done that face first and it hurt two times 2.
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Reblogged this on Michael's Lair and commented:
Stop by and say hello to Heavy Cloud at ALIENSOULMATES
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You made my day… Cheers, HC
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