Array ( [sid] => 54372 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Heaven Above [time] => 2004-07-01 12:30:58 [hometext] => I love you to death [bodytext] => Blood running down my wrist
As I slash across my arm
I cannot seem to clench my fist
To the tendons, I've done harm
I watch it drip, from my finger tips
Crimson on my sheet
I think about your tender lips
As death, I prepare to meet
Your eyes, yes I see them shine
Glowing, radiating, love
And know, you will always be mine
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Heaven Above
Date: Thursday, 1st July 2004 @ 12:30:58 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: parkman
Blood running down my wrist
As I slash across my arm
I cannot seem to clench my fist
To the tendons, I've done harm
I watch it drip, from my finger tips
Crimson on my sheet
I think about your tender lips
As death, I prepare to meet
Your eyes, yes I see them shine
Glowing, radiating, love
And know, you will always be mine
When we meet, in heaven, above

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