'What am i now?'
By blackheart
A scripture of contempt i mask with lovers lines, A Story of forever, which is nothing more than blatant lies. The heart for which i've grown so fond, but am growing to despise. A Story; love, this isn't. But that is no suprise. Touch me with your steely glare again. Ice cold blood, slides quickly through your veins. It's just another chapter, Together we have played. You wicked, tainted demon, You are driving me insane! Hold aloft the mighty thought that you don't mean the words, You let to slip and trip from tongue in some melancholy verse. Leaving me in pieces, it's another day i hurt... A Story; love, this isn't. In heart break i am expert. Run the blades all down my back again. Practice all your venom, within my throbbing veins. You opened up my chest and with my heart strings played. The evil queen inside you, Is turning me insane! Take a moment to suggest that we walk on seperate paths, That somehow intertwine, so that you may rape me when we pass. This road seems neverending, it's you that makes this last... A Story; love, this isn't. As you painfully tear me, all apart. Make my mind meet anger once again. Suck the soul inside me, from my lifeless veins. Kiss and then remind me, it is just a game we've played. The nightmare you ignited, is branding me insane. So, let my slumber... Take me. Let leaves of autumn... Fall. Leaves to lay... Forgotten. To be... Not a thing at all. A Story; love, this isn't. Yet i remain your foolish whore. Written January 25th, 2002 © on Jan 25 2002 12:27 AM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"A scripture of contempt i mask with lovers lines,..."