I killed her
Maybe the world did,
some for me.
Maybe there's something, anything,
else.
I feel Her so truly
like an echo
all relief will be temporary,
all work for not.
each letter screamed by the muted cuckold.
I awake to my present
bound to love
bound to Her
and as I scream and
My heart screams out
please listen
for my echo.
Feb 19, 2010
Feb 19, 2010 at 6:37 AM UTC
I killed her
Maybe the world did,
some for me.
Maybe there's something, anything,
else.
I feel Her so truly
like an echo
all relief will be temporary,
all work for not.
each letter screamed by the muted cuckold.
I awake to my present
bound to love
bound to Her
and as I scream and
My heart screams out
please listen
for my echo.