My Lips are Myth and your Mind is a Cliché that don't Exist (2)

These words are wasted, drunk, puking on the pavement. These memories are faded, confused, and jaded. The picture of your body pressed to mine, tear out my eyes, leaving me blind. And my heart is bleeding from my pen, dripping insanity that never ends. Twisting and twirling down the rabbit hole we go, forcing my lack of sleep to grow. Spilling our metaphorical blood, I staple my scars shut. ... poem poetry Poems Poetry words spoken my lips are myth and your mind is cliche that don't exist ...
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