Oct
11
2009

delete.d

i devour these moments
you feed my creative

generosity abundance
from my c.ore

i ooze and thirst for the pain
of my wounds undone

it's been a reckoning
comin' round for a while

you've teased sauntered and played with it
teased me for long e.nough

well, now i've had my fill
and i'm ready to heave
and let go of all the sweets that you've given
pretty is thin
and you're no longer in
i'll get sober
AND OVER

you.are.not.
everything.and.anything.
can.be.erased.
saved.control.alt.delete.d.

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