Shame
Acid and WineMemories taste like acid and wine— His fingertips are a match, Swiftly igniting a fire,Acid and Wine
One smooth trek down my spine. Memories feel like silk and swords— My body blazes, responds, Dissolves; I become his in an Instant, a lightning flash. Memories smell like cinnamon and gasoline— He maps me with his mouth, Traverse places no one else has seen, Claims me as his own. Memories look like corpses and angels— I search for his hand in the dark, Come up empty, stay empty, until The shell falls apart. Memories sound like screams and la
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blind love is the bound.
I reach to your heart it's cold inside.
I'll suffer in flames that burns my eyes*
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|Una passione sfrenata per l'arte è un cancro che divora ogni altra
cosa...| {Charles Baudelaire }♥
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