day_for_night
Bluelighter
over
it was supposed to be over
i want it to be over
so desperately
and yet, in my morbid curiosity,
i linger and allow you to re-permeate me
you are like torturous honey
and i am the fly, i hope you know
sadness and melancholy
switch places intermittently
sparks, like flickers of joy in the dark,
remind me of fonder days
when i would not get stuck so easily
masochism...its no so bad
and yet, metaphorical whips of desire
are all too real
it was supposed to be over
i want it to be over
so desperately
and yet, in my morbid curiosity,
i linger and allow you to re-permeate me
you are like torturous honey
and i am the fly, i hope you know
sadness and melancholy
switch places intermittently
sparks, like flickers of joy in the dark,
remind me of fonder days
when i would not get stuck so easily
masochism...its no so bad
and yet, metaphorical whips of desire
are all too real
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