Venom

Rolling in glass
playing with knives
in my peripheral can I see past the lies
behind your fog covered windows the warning hides
my love bleeds out
and though i beg, still i do not die
this is over only in your mind
riddles, your words twist through my veins
decaying me
truly it was not love but venom that poured from your eyes

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your words twist through my veins
decaying me
truly it was not love but venom that poured from your eyes

Loved this part, This is a powerful kind of dark write here.
Very well written.