The label read, “Laudanum poison”
The world thought the devil was joking

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She’s all gold and glitter
Stone cold and bitter

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Does the Torah hold my death?
My life, my breath?

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Everything comes with instructions
His math deductions
Not hoping for much then…

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He has me figured out
I guess it’s true
We’re mirror images
Different versions of our truth

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There’s something far more sinister out there;
And I know you say I’m ominous but I don’t care…

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I want to like everything he does
But equally he makes me cuss

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How far does light travel to reach darkness?
The depths of your hardness?

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Maybe I forgot I asked a question
Maybe I wanna change destination

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The lord is convicting me
Always inflicting thee

A drying desert road
The rose of Jericho

The house of hoping
The Mariana Trench of moping

Evolution is a bottleneck
Head first tho, what the heck?

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Is the moon a satellite to find me tucked in your sky?

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She begged, “come save me”
He replied, “it’s a definite maybe”

© Delia Ross. 2022 / @poeeternal

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I love him 🤨

A damn demon 🧐

Helps. In hell. 😑

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