Poem Hunter
CH (23 December / New Zealand)


Poem By Chelsea Hansford

My sick twisted desire,
Burning in my heart,
Killing me like cancer,
Slowly ripping me apart.
Lips that taste like acid,
Eyes as black as sin,
I will be your sacrifice,
But you can never win.
Contorting up my mindset,
Sucking out my trust,
You could never break me down,
Just absorb me in your lust.

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Comments (3)

very slick poem - i liked it ver much - 9
Very nice, i like I will be your sacrifice, but you can never win
Don't know what to say but you certainly got my attention with this poem. Good work Chelsea