Sour

By Doom Mantra

Find my heart stoned to death by exaggeration. Subtly spite the man and bitch in blue. Jealousy drags me through storm clouds. You know I'd drown us all for you. All for you. I hate the way you slip in and out of relevancy without context.

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Copyright 2020 Doom Mantra
Published on Saturday, March 14, 2020.     Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

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Feb. 2020
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