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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:32 pm
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She'll stagger through the door, again Blood in her hair, again Tears in her eyes, again With a half hearted laugh she'll say, You should have seen the other guy. She crawls into bed, Coughs blood on the sheets, Wimpering in the dark. I creep in behind her, and smooth out her hair. What is it this time? I ask Bar fight, she says You used that excuse last week, I demand Who are you protecting? I pick up the phone Please, she cries, Just drop it. You're just hurting me by reporting this Torn, I drop the phone, again One more bruise and I'm calling the cops, I say, again I promise myself, I'll make the call next time
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:33 pm
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Black roses red blood The floor is dark marble, The walls are rich purple. The bed is clothed in red velvet, Covered in black roses. Red blood pools on the abyss of cruel stone. Your knife glints in the candlelight, Held loosely by a cold limp hand With a star carved in each palm. You didn't wish to take your life in the usual way. You left no note, As your final message was written with a knife on your skin. A bleeding inverted pentegram on each hand. You are with the darkness even more in death than in life. Black roses signify vampirism, Inverted pentegrams pledge your soul to the devil. You said I was all you needed, But you wanted more. You loved pain more than me. You longed to burn. And seeing your paleing body, I began to burn too. I wasn't enough for you, but you were everthing to me. Devestated, I fall to my knees. I crawl to your bed and clear the black roses away. I take your knife and lie next to you, Writing my final word on the tender white underside of my arms. I feel the steel bite my skin and grasp your icy hand, Your fingers won't close over mine. Even in death you don't want me. I release your hand, content to die next to your beautiful body, even if I can't die as your lover. I sigh you name with my last breath and my stare is fixed eternally on drops of red blood on black roses. The word written on my arms? Your name. My death was my final act of devotion to you, The gleaming dark goddess of my dreams.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:34 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 9:19 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 10:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 11:50 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 10:03 pm
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I know I'm crazy sometimes. Every now and then I just break down. My clam shatters, sometimes. Once in awhile I fall apart.
You know, babe, its only when i think of you. My brain is at war with itself, left versus right. The logic in me says to forget you. The love in me holds the memories close.
I want to fight, but all of the conflict is internal. There is nothing to meet my fists. I want to run, far and fast. But your image is always there when I close my eyes.
I gave you the ultimate gift. My trust, a blade waiting slice through me. You didnt even mean to cut me, it was just so, so sharp... Thats what I tell myself, again and again.
I'm shaking again. Why? I wonder Adreanaline- left brain Depression- right brain
Shut the hell up! I yell to the empty room. Each breath is harder than the last. I'm on my knees.
I dont remember falling asleep, or passing out, but I wake up on my bathroom floor. I shrug it off, brush my teeth, and get ready to start another day...
Without you... I can't breathe again. I'm falling apart, again. I woke up on the bathroom floor...
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I'm on the knife's edge, between sanity and going crazy. I'm sorry, love, but i had to let her pull me back.
The blade was cutting my feet, I couldn't hear the drops of blood hitting the bottom, of that massive blackness.
I'm so scared of falling off, I'm so sorry for letting myself be rescued, I couldnt walk the blade forever.
Her love took me away form the edge, your anger could push me over it, Your touch could guarantee my safety forever.
I can feel myself sliding away, i dangle on the edge, Blood runs from where my fingertips cling to sanity.
Will you save me? Will you hear me? will you even care?
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