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Vincent Bayley Sep 2010
Your love was dangerous.
Like the beauty of a siren,
it drew me in.

It numbed the mind like a drug,
While my body was torn apart,
Mutilation. Devastation.
my last sight.

A glint of steel,
the subtle blade of your love,
piercing my heart.
No care. No mercy.

The mistress of broken minds,
bringer of such sweet demise,
I Have A Message For You!
the fruits of your sins await.

I have no more fear of this angel,
as i wait in some circle of hell,
for her arrival.

I bide my time in Elysium,
waiting for her flesh,
my sweet release,
vengeance for an eternity of suffering.

But until that day I wait,
Charred. Scarred.
for her requiem.

Oh how I shall Dance.
Copyright * Vincent Bayley 2010
Vincent Bayley Sep 2010
A whirlwind of leaves.
the warm gust on my face,
the thick smell of coffee,
a low hum,
Excitement!

conversation....
old friends chatter,
lovers reunited,
Oh me, Oh life
Let this never end.
Copyright * Vincent Bayley 2010
Vincent Bayley Sep 2010
Feel no shame for what you are,
Bask in your brief glory,
For we are all food for worms.

The brightest flames burn brief,
yet they are not afraid of burning bright.

BURN
burn and live my sweet supernova.

Leave your legacy,
burned bright,
deep in the eyes of all those who witness you.

LIVE
because life doesn't wait.
life won't wait.
Copyright*Vincent Bayley 2010

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