by J.J. Campbell
and these are the
moments where i
find you perfectly
imperfect
years of decay
slowly bleeding
from your eyes
the complete lack
of belief in other
human beings
disdain glistens
your lips and
i know resistance
is futile
each kiss
each taste
each moment i
give in and simply
accept the madness
hand in hand
may we walk this
road to hell and
find more joy
than sorrow
but let's not kid
ourselves
we both chose
this path
why not make
the most of it
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