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Heart pounding,
sweat drips down your face.

Screams ring,
filling your ears.

Footsteps pound,
against the cold sidewalk.

A knife,
shines in the moonlight.

Blood pours,
as you gasp for air.

You awake,
for it was only a bad dream.
.

I am what you read,
*you are what I write
Not sure this makes sense, but it does to me.  :)
You think you are loved
You think all is fine
But all your blood
Will shall I drink like wine

I will never forgive
What was done by you
I won't let you live
No matter what you do

You will die by my hand
I will send you to hell
You will die where you stand
An then all will be well
When I was younger

People would tell me to love myself

Back then,

I would ask,

Who doesn't?

8 years later,

I ask,

*Who does?
let me write two lines
which leave you blinded
in my grief
of not having ever written
something more potent
and lengthy
and in those two lines
you may read
my entire, complete
and exhaustive story.
Let's make a deal
that the smoke scented
taste of your tongue
will never leave mine.
Thats all you are,
From your hair to your hips
It makes me want to do flips

These demons make me not care
These demons make me...
want to tear your clothes apart
Something about your smile
Something about your legs
Its like your stacking pegs
Getting no where
because caring is something
that isn't their


I love the way you look at me when were done
I love the way your body looks when your on top
I love the way you look
I love the way
I love the
I love
No!
I lust
My voice as sweet as honey,
My words dripping with venom.
I whisper words of comfort,
While my eyes say other.

I may look like a sheep,
But others know better.
Under these charming smiles,
A beast lays in slumber.

Revenge will be sweet-
With the taste of venom
Turn up the silence and block out the sun,
Alone in my room, a bottle and a gun.
It goes click twice, I'll see another day,
Tears start to fall, can't carry on this way.
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