white lines [vent/m]

vent? not sure. m for implied language/themes


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goddamn demons in the street
take their time, it's time of mine
knife in throat's always a treat
twists my neck; it's fine, it's fine

air too thick with purple haze
can't percieve a thing infront
swallow drops of acid glaze
such a pretty little

spinning spiders through the air
you never stop lying
dirty fingers through your hair
admit it, babe; you're crying

I'll leave you in the street
you're out of luck this time
I hope you feel the heat
inhaling white lines
Fincayra's picture

Been stalking your poems for

Been stalking your poems for a little while now. Usually literature of this sort doesn't interest me, but I really love what you've written here and other recent writings of yours. Really awesome, Dannii. ♥
Amazon's picture

^ this! ♥

^ this! ♥

Fin; asdf I'm smiling like an

Fin; asdf I'm smiling like an idiot, man ♥ thanks bundles, you've really brightened my...night ;;

Amazon; I see you there, Canyon Joe. ¦8 <3