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Cruel Intentions

at times when it all sets and sleep creeps in I lie faced down into the pillow wondering why I ever became so naive and let you go so deep beyond skins touching down below where the palms of my soul lie, naked why I ever blinked each time you exhaled poison down my throat each time you tongue quest beyond mine And I get to ask my self how I'm ever going to tell the one man I ever so loved that I know Adam he has had juices of my fruit and crushed my heart thereafter shattered every little bit ground them into powder fine glass powder and had me swallow them waited til it ate out all my insides How do I breathe when the only chance I ever got away from Goliath means having his shadow follow me around why did I ever think your eyes are the only honest thing about you I should have known your soul resides on the roots of the hair that you shave til your head mirrors the mockery of every word you ever muttered to me even in my sleep I still ask the creator How it ever happened that the dark blinded me How it happened that transparent as you are I could never see through your teeth and that stare you flashed each time I questioned the thickness of your blood or its warmth hell, if you were being enough understanding the amount of damage you have done how many walls you have knocked down and exposed me to the piercing cold of June nights unsheltered, unbathed, and unbated I got me a tattoo that reads "once bitten..." and in between the words is your face that I have stabbed so hard with knives sharpened at both ends ha! Blood never gave me a fever so my conflict with your veins will be over in a jiffy I will empty them until u can lie no more so goddamn hard your blood will whiten and your thoughts will be a tad bit sincere than your intentions because I love you

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