Excavation,
Chipping away at my pride and swallowing a big, jagged pill.
We both know that the pill will dip me into pure Ecstasy.
How can one be so deadly trapped ,
Yet beautifully free?
It is a dance of two ,
Demons and Angels,
But my dear, you are my light.
Each layer I shed, I become more pure,
More true to who I am.
I want to inhale your sweet sin,
And exhale my poisonous pride.
Sleep with me inside of your thoughts.
Always.
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