A disappointed heart
follows the path to hell
and kisses the feet of its gate keeper.
To feel your tongue across my teeth
as I swallow
the diabolical plan you've poisoned me with.
You hand brush across my bust
as our love disintegrates
and nymphomania reveals its disease.
Your cryptic grip
stuns the inside
and I've left him again
don't let me die.
Wind up alone,
in a room unknown
shattered and forgotten
for actions absurd.
I lay there destroyed by the hands
of a craved foe
of my morbid Romeo.
I lay defeated and bruised
by the rotting apple of my eye
attached to and charmed by
the dark prince
the vicious sky. |
Submission Name: Fabricated Infatuation
