manie délire

fraud tastes sweet
my intoxicated delirium
serene is lost
in bundled up seas

locked up
pink coated dungeon
tongue traces
crystallised sugar

every wall
mirror after mirror
lost in trance
clones more alive

addiction or sickness
syrup sticks
to rub it off
skin gets torn

whoever falls victim
licks wounds for ages

taste never leaves
deceit and betrayal

-KH