Love her Madly

The Lost Poems

Cold nights, are you awake?
You are probably asleep!
How deep is your love for her?
Is it worth living like a vampire?
Eyes hurt from the morning
sun, mind working overtime...
Time is speeding to its end,
fucked by a whore who takes
away my appetite-
Dreams are rare, now that
this bitch has entered my night
life, my real life...
Bad intentions, full attention
to the beast, it speaks!
It feeds me, but she is quite a
number...and her love has
different prices.
No value in her use, your body
she will abuse-
but then again-
Death feels good when it hurts...
I am dying tonight...good night!!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Drugs use to consume me...

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