Clorophorm Dreams
Can't you see?
You're killing me.
Slowly feeding me poison
Slowly digging my grave
Soaking words in clorophorm
Dissolving my body whole
Til there's nothing left to save
I ride the back of a bullet
That pierces thru my own breast
You cast an entrancement
I die in fitful unrest
poem by Aria Siren
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