Please don’t go. Can I make you stay? I want to hear your words. I want to make this chaos work, in my little world. The focus of attraction, replace my whole volition. Please don’t go. I want to make this work, with the chaos of my little world http://lifeofadyingpoet.com

1. The Flavor Of
The Weak
Life of a Dying Poet

2. NEW Story

3. Please don’t go.
Can I make you stay?
I want to hear your words.
I want to make this chaos work,
in my little world.

4. The focus of attraction,
replace my whole volition.
Please don’t go.
I want to make this work,
with the chaos of my little world

5. I see fires shining bright,
safe down in the Otherside.
With a black heart of contempt,
I might be complete.

6. Is it really so revolting,
when I feel good when men are weak?
Is it just contemplating,
when do I feel the heat?

7. I see you wishing,
for the best of me.
I can hear you,
sweet nothings.
I can taste you,
sacrificed landing.
The flavor of the weak.

8. Remember me

9. Keep In
Touch

10. Thank
You
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