I put the words before the mouth
Leaked out into to your ears
I watched your eyes
As the process reference dilate
When thoughts
Brought heat to your chest
And blood to your face
Torn up
words
bleed in your throat
Red lava boiling up below the surface
Looking for a weak spots
Where you could place your fingers
Straight lines of hair fall perfect
Guided each by wind
Wondering about skin
And its warmth
As raging core temperatures rise
Skin contact
Radiates
Into
My brain
You took my mind and smashed it like a glass bottle
Letting it cut the skin and scrape your bone
Yet you hold it
Letting me bleed in
Cell by cell
A clone
Soft lips dragged me up like hot coffee
you put me down like the needle to the vein
Infecting me with silence and malice, lust and sadness
Feb 9, 2012
Feb 9, 2012 at 12:52 AM UTC
I put the words before the mouth
Leaked out into to your ears
I watched your eyes
As the process reference dilate
When thoughts
Brought heat to your chest
And blood to your face
Torn up
words
bleed in your throat
Red lava boiling up below the surface
Looking for a weak spots
Where you could place your fingers
Straight lines of hair fall perfect
Guided each by wind
Wondering about skin
And its warmth
As raging core temperatures rise
Skin contact
Radiates
Into
My brain
You took my mind and smashed it like a glass bottle
Letting it cut the skin and scrape your bone
Yet you hold it
Letting me bleed in
Cell by cell
A clone
Soft lips dragged me up like hot coffee
you put me down like the needle to the vein
Infecting me with silence and malice, lust and sadness
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