There's blood in my alcohol
And not the other way
Around
Down
Town
Word on the street
Is you’ve given
A person other than
Me your other spare key
What is this?
A game of don’t kiss then tell?
A game of who
Can do
Or say
Something mean as can be/
The meanest thing/
A contest of how badly
We can hurt one another?
And if so what will we win?
Scars that etch deeper than
The surface of our thin
Skins? I imagine
A world where you don’t exist-
I see the opposite of Heaven
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