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THE TASTE





I SUCK THE JUICE RIGHT OUT OF LIFE,
AND SPIT OUT EMPTY HUSKS--
MY APETITES VORACIOUS,
NEVER IS THERE ENOUGH.

I ALWAYS SEEK FOR MORE AND MORE,
MY EYES TURN YET AGAIN,
IN MY GREED AND NEEDINESS,
I KILL ALL JOY THATS BEEN.

THE SWEETEST FRUIT WILL LOSE IT'S TASTE
THE GREATEST PASSIONS DIE
MY MOUTH IS FULL OF DUST AND DEATH,
I'VE NOT EVEN DEPTH TO CRY.

I SWALLOW DOWN ANOTHER BITE,
LIFE SLICE BY SLICE,
CHOKING ON THE TASTELESS MIX
THAT WAS MY PASSION'S PRICE.



by succubus












 

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