Love/OverdoseA Poem by BlueZanYour voice is like that hit just before I've done too much and
your silence is quiter than the sound of my own heart stopping. Your
cold shoulder freezes more than the ice bath I wake up in and
your name tastes worse than charcoal shoved down my throat.
Loving you was worse than a heroin overdose and only
slightly more beautiful than death. © 2013 BlueZan |
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2 Reviews Added on September 13, 2013 Last Updated on September 15, 2013 |