Addiction
Before, my eyes had colour
Now they reflect a saddened valour
Constant shakes make me quiver
And meaning is lost forever
I am a reminder of a beauty before.
Lost in a struggle with regret
Cry my beloved damned for your life I tore
Don't remind me of what I beg to forget
A dark passionate embrace
With a disgust for a race
I feed with lust
And reap with rust
I cure the insanity the brain faces
To the hush and cold dances
But I need more to be removed
I need another to lure
My accomplice death.
Copyright © Chandre Petersen | Year Posted 2012
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