Misconception,
Deception,
and Infection.

You crawl on your knees,
and you slither
through the Cracks.

And all I remember is your warmth.

But the faded pictures tell the truth
and I know you are false.
To show love and give oneself to the devil
still to desire more.

And all I remember is your touch.

And the knives that struck flesh
that aided the blood.
They flowed like fiery venom into my heart
and still burn.

And all I remember is your flesh.

The taste.
The sweat.
The blood.

I desire the salt and the poison.
And I can't let it go.

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