I can feel the tenderness of her skin through the knife, as if it were an extension of my sense of touch. My body nearly convulses. There's something incredibly faint, deep down, that screams to resist this uncontrollable pleasure. But I can already tell that I'm being pushed over the edge. I can't...I can't stop myself.

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Your mind is so full of troubles and fears
That diminished your wonder over the years
But today I have a special place
A beach for us to go.

A shore reaching beyond your sight
A sea that sparkles with brilliant light
The walls in your mind will melt away
Before the sunny glow.

I'll be the beach that washes your worries away
I'll be the beach that you daydream about each day
I'll be the beach that makes your heart leap
In a way you thought had left you long ago.

Let's bury your heavy thoughts in a pile of sand
Bathe in sunbeams and hold my hand
Wash your insecurities in the salty sea
And let me see you shine.

Let's leave your memories in a footprint trail
Set you free in my windy sail
And remember the reasons you're wonderful
When you press your lips to mine.

I'll be the beach that washes your worries away
I'll be the beach that you daydream about each day
I'll be the beach that makes your heart leap
In a way you thought had left you long ago.

But if you let me by your side
Your own beach, your own escape
You'll learn to love yourself again.

It's sad
Knowing that
I love others
More than
I love myself.
I hate to see others
In pain.
But when it comes to me,
"I'M FINE!"

My heart is locked
With so much pain.
Clear tear drops
Fall from my face.
Every tear drop
Leaves a puddle
With a memory
That's hiding from space.
Stocked away
Behind my soul.
Shattered to pieces
With no where to go.
Locked away
To never get out.
To see the good side
Of my broken heart.

She was beautiful, but not like those girls
In the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she
Thought.  She was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes
When she talked about something she loved.
She was beautiful for her ability to make other
People smile even if she was sad. No, she wasn't
Beautiful for something as temporary as her looks.
She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
I just want to pull
Your skin open and crawl inside of you.