Me and My Growing Pain

by edsel   Apr 28, 2011


I try to

slaughter me

and my painful sweetness

whereas you stood

doll clamped for

dear life

take me to

when

you whispered your

words soothing

the back of my neck

'It'll be fine'

you had me

even when you didn't want

to bend

me at your whims

drug or no drug

you are a reality

so sweet yet so

bitter

when i can't take it

no more

i try to

slaughter me

and my painful sweetness

whereas you stood

doll clamped for

dear life

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