Can’t say I have tasted blood
But the temptation to quest my thirst
Grows with every thought of you with her
You claim she is in your past
But I feel her in my present
Like a bad joke on the deathbed
Choking me through your actions
That’s why I need you to understand
I am not her
I would rather caress your heart
Than strangle your mind
But you doubt my every move
As if you have read my book
You judge me based on covers
From the lies of your previous lover
But I am not her!
I am the type who digs for goals to earn my own gold
Coz I would rather have takeout in my wealth
Than live in a love of debt
I am the one who burns
Just to protect your skin
I would rather go blind
So, you can see
I sign deals with the devil
So, you can get your wings and halo
But you are turning me into a psycho-freak
Who’s getting addicted to the toxic
Finding love in the silence
Coz speaking has become a curse
I am not her
My apologies are not measured
With the distance between my thighs
Or the thought of you always been right
So, forgive me if I am yearning for the taste of blood
A simple sacrifice for suffocating me in your heart
My love, my confidant
I wish in me, you lay your trust
See I am your future’s present and past
but I AM NOT HER…NEVER WILL BE!!!
©Ms.NINA
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©ms.nina
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