NsVs x AuVi z.56i

. . . toss me a coal,

where my mind will burn it with a single stress,

that none can compare.

. . . but then in physical my body shivers from the cold winter’s air,

yet your words sparked and still burns deep within me that fuels me to the core.

So doing,

A body in ache,

a fire demon embers deepening in my heart,

If I let go,

of that which hinders me,

then i can survive physically,


I need more coal to kill myself on words I keep looking

to make myself stress more.

And yes that is my true addiction.



®artsydhude 97-18



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