WAITA Poem by Miss Marie Riorden.
Poison, poison, fill me up.
Pump my heart, coat my veins. Convert me to your lovely intoxication. Infect me to my brains. Inflict me with the passion Of conflicting toxins within my body, My soul, my very being. Until I am consumed. Let it conflict me with the hate Of every being, every person I can't stand. Let it course through the very thing I am, From my feet and to my hands. And slowly turn me cold, Colder than the glaciers of ice. Bring me to the peak, So I can pay the price. The price of a lost love, of a found love inside Is lost in the poison It went out with the tide.
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Added on August 4, 2014 Last Updated on August 4, 2014 AuthorMiss Marie Riorden.Remember, KYAboutI'm going to address this right now. I do take Read Requests, but that DOES NOT mean you need to RR me everything you write. And I do not read stories unless it's of my own free-will. So do not RR the.. more..Writing
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