I’ve always been told,
“Leaves of three, let them be,”
Your lips drip poison
They just scream to me
So I play make believe
One last kiss to realize our shattered bliss.
Heaven will drip
Tears of joy when my skull splits.
As the fluids flow,
My back is covered with shadows,
Turn me over
Take a glance, leave a stare
I say nothing,
Just shooting your own reflection back.
Crisp, hollow dark brown eyes,
Feel me, inhale, exhale then release a sigh.
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