p/b (Martin) (potatoblight) wrote,
p/b (Martin)
potatoblight

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Cold push, fill vein, root and green.......

Pull to me......

Like our dichotomy........

Silver, and onyx


Sing to me......


Oh God, please............... Like a touch.......



A tinge.

A syringe.

A dance.

A lost chance.......


I miss your smile
I miss your eyes
Spin, oh God damn it, spin
Inside my heart

Inside my heart

Inside

My fucking heart

Pushing through veins
Staunching all my pain
Oh my fucking God
It's you





That one time.


All of the time.




It's fucking you.
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