Towns Of Poison

December 22, 2011
a drop of poison I do seek
as it runs down deep, within my veins
one quick sharp pain
to release the poisons of you I see
a sinister smile creeps to display

cheeks against the cool crisp surface
thoughts of you run in rivulets
depleting my veins
pale skin tinged with red
old scars renewed

quiet laughter fills the room
echoing from the walls
as my entity fades out

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