liars in silk
By tristessa
i think i'll stalk the moon with my silken lies to garb me against the chilly astral wind that swirls as the turmoil i follow in the darkness as you sway to your death dances a million ballerinas coneal their jeweled daggers will stab me with their hearts open as they die of my poisons i unknowingly excrete i'll outdance your astral wander and steal your pretty clothes i stalked the moon to meet you so we'd die numb in her cold glow Written March 2nd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 02:13 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"i think i'll stalk the moon..."