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Poison

By , New York, NY
Poison courses through my veins,
Only just beneath the surface.
Only rarely does it send chills up my spine,
Only rarely does it ignite and burn.

It ignites with you.

Seeing you feeds the poison,
Makes me sick and weak.
Makes me lose myself again,
Makes me go back where I never should have been.

It makes me go back to us.

The poison is you in another world,
A world to which I could never go.
A world that took you away from me.
A world that took me away from me.

Now all I have is my poison.





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WintersRevenge said...
Jan. 7, 2011 at 3:55 pm
Wow. I love this poem. It's very thought-provoking, and you wrote it well. :) Keep writing, you're good at it.
 
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