I was born into this.
I was born into this family of music makers.
  From the moment I could hear from my mother's womb, my ears were bombarded with singing and the sweet sound of music.
  I was born into this.
I was born into this family full of talent.
what if I wanted to be a doctor?
What if I was supposed to be a healer?
  I was born into this.
I was born into this family that teaches their young that music is life, and all around us. And because I was born into this family, I didn't stand a chance.

To face this day in the still of night
How brave am I to tears
And decades of time
Wrapped in memories

Let me be the
Corpse beside
You, rotted.
With roses on my lap and
In my hands.
Fresh flowers reside
Everyday, never
Wilted or fake.
Dusting my bones daily
With fine conversation.
Even when you 
Were the one who
Killed me, I stayed
Forever, as forever can be.
You made sure of
It.
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Eat the candy
Out of my
Mouth.
I tell you
"**** on that!"
So you did, saying that it
Taste like honey,
But you pucker.
Lips swirling into
A kiss stolen 
From me. I want
It back!
Tongue missing from
My mouth, gargling
On saliva. Not mine 
But his.
Oh, I know
So sweet...

Poison was the taste so wicked the pleasures shared my dear .
You were the best poison sampled  in a nocturnal desire all is dead .
Let the pain bring the  pleasures of guilt a tattered memory of my most wicked design.

When flesh is your vice will you not drown in the darkest waters as I have so easily drown within you.?

Her  love was a fix.
Her passion reeked of ****** and I fell victim as so many other's before.
**** me in pains plessure to erase my regrets she begged of me from the confines of a  already empty bed.

Nothing to fill the void.
May are darkness be shared my little girl .
Why can't you see the games never revolved around you but merely absorbed you as all the rest.

If only we understood the pains pleasure maybe as strangers we could **** as we do the ones best kept secret within hates plain sight.
I am the edge of the most evil design.
Poison your kiss and forever it lingers to this fool's thirst.

Have are  secrets simply grown into a existence all there own?
Carve are pleasures I see its passion deeply within your eyes
Tonight was a regret tomorrow a forgotten tune left to die as my soul apart.

Do we question are likes or simply take them as fools and allow them to fade?
My demon need's no slumber within my nightmares existence .
Sweetheart did you dig only to find a little fractured side of yourself?

Are lives are toxic I loved the pain you so easily did embrace as of leftover conquests sweat smells of truths we ourselves can no longer embrace .

The door is closed as the belt around your neck.
We together are poisons pleasure how tragic this night with others we did waste.

As misery always seems to embrace only regret.

Oh, gentlemen, gentlemen
gentlemen, no.  
He exclaimed Oh
The crow in the blue specked mansion
has not yet showered