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Love Kills
Contributed by
xXdeadXpoetXx
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Thursday, 22nd March 2007 @ 04:34:22 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Your cold hand in mine
The sun is shining
You lay still in my presence
Chesnut hair wraps you
Have I told you I love you?
You never returned the favor.
I took your breath away, you say
You cannot speak
The blood dripping Out of your silk lips
Is word enough for me.
Who ever knew red and black went so well?
I cannot bare your beauty
I stare into your dead eyes
They are so beautiful
You're skin is almost transparent
I run my hot fingertips down your cheek
You were always so gorgeous
I cannot tell the tint of your skin
Weither it is from birth
Or the fact that you're blood is clearing away
I'm still holding your hand
I wish you could wrap your fingers in mine
I am fine here alone
With you
I want to kiss you badly
But the knife in my hand begs
I cut you again, just to see if blood would come
This time only a few drops
I guess I should take you home now
It's getting kind of late
Thankyou for spending time with me
I run my hand down your face again
Bending slowly to touch my lips to your cheek
Just once more
No, I won't take you home
Not now, let's go to the beach
I'll let you drift into the currents
Watch your hair shine in the moonlight
Thankyou for being with me
Until the end
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Re: Love Kills
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by Rhei76 on
Thursday, 22nd March 2007 @ 06:45:18 PM AEST
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Beautiful,
the taste of want with no return
Sometimes it makes everything alright.
Don't question to much
You have here with you when she wants, what more can you ask? |
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