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Poetry: Bitter Poetry
What I've whispered in your rest
by Andi

My bloody hands are to be considered so f***ing
clean in comparison with the filth
that fell from such pretty lips
that left blisters where kissed me.
Your tounge taste like tainted rain and
the tears you cause like Jack Daniels.
Once all I needed was honesty and
now....Just for one night...I need
the lies I know all too well,
That familiar dance of depravity and deceit.

 
 
 
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