Kiss me with your poison
Cherries dipped in berries of boysen
Noise and silence mixed together
I'm roaring lion, untamed as ever
The meek crushed in weak
Survival of the fittest
A need for release
God as my witness
Your sorcery is forcing me
I beg for forgiveness
Porcelain skin absorbs my sin
In torrid winds
I'm yours, I'm him



© Mr.Baldwinpositive1