Panacea
Eyes are lackluster and uncaring, I still love you from afar. Your beauty inside, fermenting I can't fathom another poison kiss. Soft skin, tender touches when my fingertips. Did you ever even love me? That's the greatest lie to unfold, like a prized diamond your heart was much too cold. At the dawn of tomorrow I fight doubts and memories with a double edged sword. My demons are now my family, we conquer the days ten fold. Calcify- to the dirt and annoyance. I hate your memories tho deep inside somehow enjoy it. The fragment state of decay ever since that drug fueled cloudless; hated July day
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