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tastes like burning

by Aaron Michael

i'd eat your pain and like it


if you'd serve it to me


on that silver platter





so i could watch myself choke





in between the seeds of any doubt


that you'd have that i'd


finish what i started.





leave your tears on my pillow


i'll make sure they don't stain.

07/10/2006

Posted on 07/10/2006
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Michael

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