Erase The Grayscale

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic


Would you kindly bring back the color scheme, for me?

Submitted: May 28, 2018

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I need you to survive, you’re the air that I breathe,

Fill up my lungs, invade into my bloodstream.

Erase the grayscale, bring back the color scheme,

Would you kindly, send me into the atmosphere.

 

I’ll give you control, I’ll be your puppet,

Even though, you always fuck with my stomach.

You’re a needy bitch, always wanting my affection,

You’ll fuck me up, real good, can’t handle rejection.

 

Can’t bear to pull myself away, I’m in way too deep,

I’m tired as fuck, but you won’t let me fall asleep.

Cutting up my paycheck, cause you don’t come cheap,

Til’ death do us part, I am yours to keep.

 

I can’t, imagine my life without you now,

Handle me with care, cause I’m extremely fragile.

Take away, all of my pain, replace it with pleasure,

My ace in the hole, you can cure any affliction.

 

My obsession, you’re my one true love,

No cessation, never gonna be too far away from you.

You taste so sweet, but I know that you’re poison,

The warmth, that I seek, when the landscape is frozen.

 

You held me in your arms, in my darkest moments,

You stitched me back up, when you found me broken.

Took advantage of my weakened state, but I can’t hate you,

Causing my body, so much damage, yet I can’t leave you, now.

 

I need you to survive, you’re the air that I breathe,

Fill up my lungs, invade into my bloodstream.

Erase the grayscale, bring back the color scheme,

Would you kindly, send me into the atmosphere.

 


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