Cancerous
your love was a mistake
a white inkstain on my black heart
it started in my blood and filled my lungs
until i spat up a bloody beautiful mess of words
and yet you ate it
and yet again spat it back at me
and now i feel as if
nothing will ever be the same
Copyright © Cameron Webb | Year Posted 2009
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