I've been writing...
Enjoy.

With half closed eyes

I can not see

The true colour of your intentions.

I do not care

Of your actions

(Or of my own).

With clouded thoughts,

I do not care

Of the place

Where you desecrate my temple;

Where you ache to breathe

My rum covered breath.

My touch is cruel

Not only to me,

But to you as well.

We lie

With lips that

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