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I want to watch you, expose and drill through

Inject the poison, I have lost all control

Crawling inside you, Fruit of the flesh is bruised

Swallow the pain, relive and fuck until we feel like new

We said this was "the last time", over and over again

(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel

(Hands tied) And I'm losing my grip on remembering what's real

Cause our synthetic love is all that we know

My head is a mess, And it's going to explode

We lost our heads and minds explode

I don't want trust in losing control

I'm just a slave to how this feels

But baby, please don't believe this is "real"

I wrap my hands around your throat

Bury your face and remove all your clothes

We're both just slaves that can't refuse

And everything that we have loved in the end we will lose

We said this was "the last time", over and over again

(Blind eyes) The closer I get is the further I feel

(Hands tied) And I'm losing my grip on remembering what's real

Cause our synthetic love is all that we know

My head is a mess, And it's going to explode

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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