Salt


Sweat...
Tears...
The salt of my fears...
Do I bleed the same?
As you whisper my name?
Ash...
Flames...
Am I the one to blame?
In this cruel game?
Are you ashamed?
Tear it up...
Smash it down...
Until no trace will ever be found...
Tell me your lies through gritted teeth...
This game of love is so bittersweet....

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Lust and Resenment...