September 14, 2010 - 1:27am — SentrySeb
My body, mangled
Weak as a feather,
Sick as the dead,
Dying as the revenged,
When you see,
When you feel,
Can you remember something?
Cause my hearts dying,
Mangled, broken,
Bleeding,
The blood spurts,
Ruby blue,
Same as the fire,
It's making me die
It's making me feel.
As if death were still a long, endless ocean away.
When you see my heart,
Ruby red,
Do you remorse?
For one as lost as I?
Or do you move on,
Knowing I am un savable?
Fire burns at my heels,
Peaceful as the morning sun,
Burning us to death.
Die with me, as my mind slows, stops.
My ruby blue lips kiss your eyes...
Tortured into submission and pain.
Darkness, enfolding my into its red, red heart...
Don't leave me again. Please...
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I like this a whole lot.
Can't wait to read more of your writings.
Thank you.