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Our tongues are our shovels
As we dig our graves
Kiss by kiss we fall in
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Into our mess we have made
He's restless. With bile in his throat
And adrenalin in his veins
He's living long before he realizes
A fist a flask a bit o this and that
An addiction
A love
A girl....
She's clever. A mindful eye behind her brain
A heart she thought would never beat again
A smoke a kiss a **** and a talent
Her addictions
Her love
Him....
They collide like the moon and the sea
Never completely
But enough
To move one another with grace unseen.
He has a poem she has a song
A word a whisper a lyric and a pun
They make each other,
The worlds most tragic
And divine
Lovers of the night
And sun
Love me all the same
please
Love me all the same
I speak about my paradise like  its my own apocalypse
despising my own empty cranium
hold me  higher my love
dont ever let me go
I built empires on the sands of your mind
a grain out of place and civilizations  crumble and burn
love me all the same
please
love me all the same
you broken sonet
you fouled field
our pasts are fickle and ripe with pain
our falicies where religions decades ago and generations before
they where truths
whispered in hushed shadows
and murmured between soulless corpses
I am a drunk who rambles about sobriety
my dear love me all the same
please love me all the same
my feilds are cracked with fractures more then skin deep
the mountains in my mind are carved from the pebbles of the souls
ive crushed beneath my foot,
you have no idea the weight i carry withen myself
too much for a legion of mules to bare
but just enough weight to bend my sanity,
my dear i beg you
please love me all the same
How much can one soul take?
When it is scorched by seething snarls and twisted words
With bitter kisses of one night stands
The closest things it has to love
Its mothers touch has long since curdled
And tears sting with crushed anger
How much can one soul take?
In a world so unruly and unjust
An abusive relationship between body and mind
A soul does not prevent the flesh from bleeding
Only the heart from beating
As sweet mercy of death finally draws this dance to an end
A soul is freed from its cage of flesh and material world
And set alight by a ray of everlasting hope
Until it lands in another
And continues its journey

*How much can your soul take?
Have I gone too far?
Does he still love me?
Am I still making sense?
Does he hate me?
Am I being unfair?
Putting too much pressure on him?
Did I say something wrong?
Am I being too clingy?
Should I ignore him?
Or avoid him completely?
Maybe we're not meant to be?
Maybe the timings all wrong?
Will I ever be enough?
Do I deserve his touch?
Does he want me alive?
Am I better off dead?
Will these pills even work?
Or will I just fall asleep?
Will I ever wake up?
Am I dead yet?
Maybe....
Leave me to breathe and I'll write you poison
Of the darkest roses that bury me in your thoughts
You and I are poets of tormented thorns
This plethora of verbal abuse
Our building blocks for emotion
Gives us the power to captivate the very soul of innocence
And unto darkness we reign
For an eternity
Of true thorns
And a rose by any other name
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