Monday, December 19, 2011

Charity

It's the last thing I need,
and the first thing I want.
I crave it, I hoard it.
I'll go out of my way
Just to take it from you
I'll wrench it away
To wallow in it
Disgusting.
If I play my cards right
It's easy to win.
It's a deadly poison
masked by a sweet scent,
Masquerading.
But I don't care
I need my fix
I'm a different person
Under it's influence
So shower me with it,
Let it rain down.
I'll soak it up
Inhale it.
It's killing me,
But I think it's all I've got.
So humor me,
save me,
suffocate me
with your pity

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