Burning

It happened at once

Your slow drug was done

Venom seeped in

The heart caused my pulse to run

A coarse sweet pain

Slide through my veins

Burning of pleasure

Burning of pain

Yet I maintained in your absence

Absinth of the truth down my throat

Burning of pleasure

Burning of youth

There was no denying

I wished for the dead

Nestled thoughts away

Tucked deep in my head

I knew it was done

I felt like dying

Conscious slowly replying

The stain of pain will remove

Soon you'll be flying.

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