Iodine

by You Can Speak But I Can Rhyme   Dec 17, 2012


Drops of pain that fall;
Embracing the ground;
One last call;
In madness I drown...

Disappointed,
My eyes painted,
In ashes,
I'm tainted...

In the end I'll choke;
All seems fine;
One last stroke;
Death sublime...

Cigarettes,
Kiss of the blades,
With blood,
Everything fades...

In seconds all over;
Nothing existed;
Four leaf clover;
Wish Granted...

Maligned,
Death far too kind,
In memory,
Love Iodine...

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