Whisky
I wish I was your bottle of whisky
So that being a heavy drinker you are
You would consume me every time
She says she wants to be consumed
But I dare not drink her
Because I am already doomed
Maybe she was intrigued by some words that she read
Maybe she wants just a glimpse into the darkness hidden in my head
Maybe she gets turned on when I write and scream and cuss
Maybe some day her and I will just become us
Maybe... just maybe
Some day we will see
If you really want to be consumed
Then take my hand and come with me.
Collaboration with VID3O_GAMER
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