Her whispers were akin to hisses of a snake
Her kiss a downright touch of death
Her caress a strangle
But I just didn’t care
I didn’t care I was slowly being consumed
Losing myself by the minute
I didn’t care I was being drawn to an edge
To plummet to my own demise
I didn’t care that I was merely a means
I craved for a connection
In the worst of places
In the worst of forms
And I choked on it
For that I’m sorry self…..
Muzamir
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