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Aug 2012
The love bug
A venomous bat
here to **** away all of what I know
a ****** of all hopes
here to **** away all of what I desire
I remember her teeth
clenched onto my neck and ripping off my skin
here to **** away all of who I am
is there anything more insane than love?
now this infection is spreading throughout my entire body!
everything that I saw as real has been ****** away from me.
now my mind is transforming,
all I can think of is,
"what am I willing to do to earn your affection?"
I am willing to top Van Gough
I'll cut out my heart for you
put it on some strings and proudly place it on your petite neck
and when I get near,
I will finally show you what my insides feel like
and when I get near,
you will feel the seizure of beats pound against your chest
and when I get near,
my heart will  hit, hack and **** against you
and when I get near,
you will finally feel what I feel.
this is how I will stop the madness,
because when I get near
I will finally feel what you do,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
A repeated beat that will fade into beautiful emptiness
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
I will wear a plastic smile
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
I will have a plastic heart
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Those beats will get to comforting for me
I will kiss you
desperately
to feel those soothing rhythmic beats
the beatings we will share
Together
in unison.
For the first time
my words will hush
and my actions will have a rhythm
a steadily increasing pound
like a drum-line.
there is no way to feel this
Fantastic!
that ****** of two lips colliding
all I have to do is close my eyes
and believe the pictures in my head are true.
you are my dream girl
but my dreams are a virus.
reality ****** away from me
and because of this
I gave you all of me
all of what I am
all of what I desire
all of what I know
I hope you continue to wear that necklace
and feel my heartbeat thud against your chest
Thud, Thud, Thud
against your chest, whenever I think of you.
So you will finally know how great that music feels on your body.
that light percussion of my little drummer
will always beat for you
Thud, Thud, Thud
and I will
finally feel
what you do,
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Written by
Christopher Seagren
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