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Sweet Vinegar

What I Need

By Emily EricsonPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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My analytical psychosis

That is a box of supernovas

Is enough to shove you into insanity,

Which will make us perfect for each other.

I cry, you laugh.

You cry, I laugh.

And around we go.

Anxiety infiltrates my neurons

And snaps Logic in two, birthing

Even more demonic thoughts

Of your angel face not real.

I shout, you smile.

You shout, I smile.

You must be mental to think good of me.

The stains of my last love still remain

But will soon be gone as you use

Your sweet vinegar to clean my brain

That is full of bugs, eating my senses.

I love, you love.

You love, I love.

It's our source of stability.

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About the Creator

Emily Ericson

I'm an aspiring writer with many stories and opinions to give along with much knowledge to share.

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