Her Poison.

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Poison fills every inch of her body.

Fruit, 

Luscious and Full.

Now rotten and fermented.

It drinks the taste bland and dull.

It's rage overthrows her thought.

Blinding her with a burning anger.

I see her inner monster glare into my eyes.

Disdainful and broken.

Tears stain my shirt as they fall.

It abandons me,

a broken mess in need of cleaning.

Poems from my inner mind.Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora