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Sweet Sin
Contributed by
thexshattered
on
Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 03:55:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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We sit in a corner
Drinking black wine.
Draw the knife closer,
Tickles down my spine.
Mischievous giggles
Burn through our kisses.
Caress the cold steel
And feel my wet blisses.
A nick on the cheek,
Taste my blood in your mouth,
Suckle my thrashing tongue,
Sweet liquid leaking out.
Cuts on smooth skin,
Tastes of sweet blood.
Salty tears of mirth
Make a pleasurable flood.
Bite down on my tongue,
Drink of blood sweet.
Your poisonous liquid
Pouring all over me.
Grip the blade sharply,
Press it against my skin.
Digging slowly deeper,
This passionate sin.
Pierce me right through
And my spirit slowly dies.
My last happy memory
Your black, bleeding eyes.
Copyright ©
thexshattered
... [
2007-02-25 03:55:18] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Sweet Sin
(User Rating: 1 ) by AmandaChartrand on
Sunday, 25th February 2007 @ 03:38:29 PM AEST (User
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I love this poem just the way you wrote it you kept short sentences that made it seem like theyre was so much expression. Reading in a different voice. Your words were beyond great. The way you said them were amazing. I love your write. It's R.A.D!
cheers
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