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2d
She wants to stick to my lungs
Like cigarette smoke
Fingers like tar gripping as I choke.

But I can’t get enough now
Need another drag, just another ****
Want to feel hands upon my skin
Need the pressure on my throat.

I’m addicted to the violent ways
We love each other
Like warring spiders on the same web,
Wrapping up in silk,
Tie my hands back, spit on my face,
Slap me with your leather
Tease me with the lace,
We can dance forever,
Put each other in our place.

She wants to corrupt my heart,
Like dye in a pool,
Color’s gone black,
Yet I’m still swimming like a fool.

I can’t stop drinking her like oxygen,
Knowing the carbon inside will only freeze me in.
I’m dying to know if it was true,
In the many ways that I loved you
Why were your shoulders like ice when I needed truth?

She wants to stick to my lungs
Like cigarette smoke
Fingers like tar, gripping as I choke.

Looking into mirrors,
Seeing the decay,
She’s a demon on my shoulder
Always gets her way
I’m reflecting on nothing,
Needing to get away,
But I’m feening you like ****
And loving me back is just a hit away.
A retrospective of a very toxic relationship I was in.
Damocles
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Damocles  39/M/USA
(39/M/USA)   
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     Nicole Castaldini, abyss and mini
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