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Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
He is eating you alive.
Feeding on you so rife.
Still you embrace him.
Still you put up with him.

Love does hurt but you have choices.
It's your brain you should use not your face.
He has got your heart in his spooky tapering hands.
Smiling his face is spookily gaunt.

You're making love to a monster...
You're seducing a hearteater...
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
I watched you walking away with him yesterday.
Touching as you both swaggered away.
Beautiful smile on your face.
Kissing with every pace.

It wasn't me you were longing for...
Because I could never go too far...

If only you had known my pain...

I saw you holding his hand so tight...
I knew you loved him so right....

It should have been my hand you're holding so close to your heart...
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
I see him almost everyday.
Such a beautiful young man swaggering the day away.
His cleverness and charm rock my world.
A fighter, a lover, a hero so bold.

His blue eyes staring at the sun.
Bewitch me and keep me stunned.
His masculine scent imprisons my ego.
A long road ahead he's ready to go.

I am in love....
He is such a beautiful man to love.
His proud sexuality takes me on.
I am in love with this man, i am turned on.

I stare into his eyes once again.

He eternally belongs to me...
He is a part of me...
He is myself...
I am in love with myself...

Great mirror, i mumble while walking away...
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
I would do anything for you.
To prove how much it hurts me to so badly want you.
You want blood i give you a lot of blood.
You want those men who once broke your heart dead i will blow their heads off and watch them one by one thud.

I love you so bad that it hurts.
I want you so unbearably i could cut my throat and see my own blood squirt.
Please don't go...
Your love for me sooner or later will grow.

Please do not fear me....
My heart is all i have got...
I have a lot of for you to see...
Though i know in my weary soul there's an eternal spot...
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
You are so beautifully dead.
I see you dance with death.
Through frozen nights of your hopes.
Cold-heartedly you wrung me as i loped.


No woman could ever break my heart.
I had taken my path many years ago to part.
You broke me, i broke you even worse.
I mutilated your heart, i loved you so bad, my beautiful corpse.

In your long white dress of pain.
You dance with the night as your blood i drain.
You are so beautiful that to love you is painful.
I will open the door to your soul and end my own life so dreadful.
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
I
sold
my soul
to Satan to
make you love
as i have loved you
unconditionally. And He
told me that i could have your
heart If i give him your soul Too So
i said yes, as long as i can possess Your
only heart for good. No matter where we
would end up i don't care as long as we
are together and i have your heart for
good. Hell or death as long as you
are with me. Give yourself to
him, my love. And we will
live together forever
in eternity just
you and
me
How far would you go to win a heart?
Fred McCarthy Nov 2010
You offered me a golden cup of wine.
A jar of olives in brine.
With all my heart i drank it.
You had nothing to admit.

I know you gave me poison.
I know you kept me imprisoned.
Why do i still believe in you?
Was it love or foolishness you wrung me through?
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