She rots my teeth
with her sweet kisses
and makes my
skin goosebump
with her feathery touch.
She has me
wrapped around
her finger like a
Chinese finger trap,
the harder I pull away
the tighter the grip,
the closer we get,
the more easier it is to breathe.
I dont want her
but shes always there.
When she leaves
Her love is like a come down
off cut molly
Sick.
body aches..
cold sweats..
mood swings..
sometimes dry heaving..
Why do I let her lies
love me
when i know
shes just a trap.
-Penguin
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