What if I took a handful
of these pills on my nightstand?
Maybe,
you would see how much I cared and loved,
how I gave my all for you,
and how I did all I could for you.
You have trapped me inside this rabbit hole;
I have become mad.
I have become addicted to you
like the nicotine
my abandoned father
swore up and down he did not crave.
Little to know,
he was lying and so am I.
Tell me,
what is the worst that could happen?
~ Taylor-Anne
February 3, 2019.
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My Bittersweet Tangerine Heart | 2
PoetryHighest Ranks: #1 in poetrycommunity 10/11/19. #6 in poetrybook 10/11/19. #2 in eroticpoetry 2/10/2020. Created & Published: 10/24/2018. Completed: 10/19/19. This is the second collection of my poetry. Welcome, these poems are a continuation of...
