On the boil my sweet blood
it went on from dawn to desk
lingering nausia and that weightlessness
crept up an up till my neck
Took a deep breath, just to breathin
the very same fumes of my boiling blood
it went right up then burnt my soul
and the pain ..i lovd all of it
Some say its acid...some say its ice
but i wont take the things they say
its neither acid and never ice
its something else which once was sweet
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