Deftones
- Poet
- Dec 11, 2025
- 1 min read
Ignoring my diamond eyes when she’s in the room
Torments laced with mint green flavor
You can already hear the dissonance of an entanglement
An ostinato of the despair of you never leaving her
You quiet the sirens in my mind while you drink the bleach of a life that you don’t even want



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