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Toxic


 Burning slowly

Like I'm set on fire

This can't be good

It doesn't always feel this way

The slice of rose thorns severing

My veins

Tearing me apart from outside to inside

A brewing poison

Poised in the shell of Adonis gold

Suffering the silent death of wounded heart

And spine and brain

Spilling in my bloodstream

Covering the red with black

When did the growth slow

When did our love go toxic

Peeling away my layers

Eating through the barriers

Dancing flames of blue

Burning, turning red

Sweet singes

Until I'm ashes

Yet I revel in the feeling

Of the sweet toxins

Give me life and joy and lust

Illusion, trust

Take me on a thrilling ride

And crash me down into the dirt

Where I feel I might survive

If toxic pleasure feeds the earth

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