soul
less
licorice
tangy
sweet
blasphemy
every
time
u say
my
name
tooth
decay
agony
release
me
from
ure
memory
then
maybe
i can
get
some
peace
if ure
really
done
with
me
just
let me
be
eternally
left to
be
ure
midnite
bride
of
heresy
a salty
sin
in between
ure
marriage
bed
&
family
the
parody
of
gaiety
combustible
security
with
fluctuating
misery
u only
bring
calamity
wrapped
in fake
idolatry
enough
to
weaken
all ure
teeth
&
rot
them
with
depravity
&
bleeding
gums
to
soothe
ure
tongue
&
wash
away
ure
vanity
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2 comments:
oh my god. in an, i'm once again so impressed kind of way oh my god.
is this autobiographical?
if yes, then i hope you are as unscathed from the passage as you can be.
being the other woman sucks. she hopes & doesn't get a return on it. she misses, yearns. hates. sometimes hates him. but just can't seem to get past the feelings that are present when she & he are not apart.
it's a hard passage to go through. for everyone involved. but i think, the other woman gets the brunt of it all.
Well said Fr3dly. I concur. @ Brujita ....amazing my friend. I can feel the torment. I can also relate from both sides of the sad game that's played. It takes a strong mind to not jump in head first. I am aware of this yet have still taken the plunge over n over again. I'm working on it. ;.)
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