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Mar 2013
She arrives in front of me,
With flooding tears and sighs,
Her sadness is what seems to be,
Silently I kiss her eyes.

Her heart had broke in two,
I rest my hand on her chest,
For what seems wrong to do,
I only do what I think is best.

Her wrists bleed in rivers,
I lick her blood away,
Her body restless with shivers,
Don't worry, I'm here to stay.

Her mouth decorated in a small pout,
Shamelessly I kiss her lips,
What the hell was that about?
For a tiny glimpse of bliss.

We lay on the bed,
Her eyes watery and weak,
My hand gently strokes her head,
For what we do is no need to speak.

I lose myself in her presence,
I drown in her eyes,
I can't put it in a sentence,
What we did wasn't quite wise.

Inside of her so wet and warm,
For what seems like a cold heartless girl,
I feel her lustful grip on my arms,
I wish for her to stay in my world.

Her quiet moans are music to my ears,
I'll make her forget about her ex,
I'll be there to take her tears,
We made love, that is more than ***.
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Aikin The Deadman
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