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By The Rocket Powered Vampire Submitted by RocketPoweredVampire Date: 2004 Jun 14 Comment on this Work [[2004.06.14.12.34.1413]] |
| I have nothing to say, the scars, they bleed out the faults of my own. The pain ceased while blood clots never meet flesh that close. I will never feel anything else till the dawn breaks and shines its poor pale light on my arms. Living in the death rotting flesh of a lovers scorn and HER! fucking torment belittles me and I grow angry inside and break everything out of me, breaking everything inside of her. Flesh rubbing flesh like two seconds of death infecting the assumptions of confusions that scream I HATE YOU! THE TATTOO'D THOUGHTS OF YOU BURN! while the ink spills out with red thick blood. I choose you in another life and curse you in the next. DIE BITCH! I STAB YOU WITH MY FIST!...I FEAST ON YOUR HEART! but in the end...I love you. |