Rotted Fever..

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By Devilish

i
the meth head
pen fed
scroll lullabies in
stained ink

i
hear the demons humming
ohhh im coming
soon

to see you through
the ballad of blue skies
weary eyes
for all the times you
soothed my sighs
in

rotted fever
a true believer  
dope hope
sing in notes of
painful pleasure

i crave
the lonesome letters
unforgiving
key kept clever

i want the love
of a troubled soul
to love me back
til we grow old  
so we can die
and die

then die again.

 

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