Bitter
By Jonny Zero
Your the cancer in my mouth Bitter with black scabs A taste I cannot clean with peppermint or whiskey The skin which held me close once Now just a Testement of dead flesh, and of a love so dead, neither heaven nor hell will accept it But it was beautiful once, while it lasted But we both fucked each other One day at a time Written April 3rd, 2002 © on Apr 02 2002 04:01 PM PST 0 • 16
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"Your the cancer..."