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These Dirty Hands.
Contributed by
bleedthelove
on
Friday, 3rd June 2011 @ 09:50:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
LoveRemembered
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I touch with these hands
These dirty hands
Fingertips drawn to the discomfort of your touch
A touch laced with the shrapnel of our soiled dreams
You remove me from your thoughts, but I crawl back in
The suffering keeps me humble, yet aroused
The taste of aggression fueled by love
Together we are teeth against flesh
Laced in pain, that somehow feels so damn good
And sometimes I can still smell your poisonous scent on my skin
Desire is funny that way…
Teasing my already weary soul
The time between us only solidifies the connection
Because I’ve touched evil
I’ve touched you with these hands…
Forever infected, by these dirty hands…
That never seem to let go.
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bleedthelove
... [
2011-06-03 09:50:30] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: These Dirty Hands.
(User Rating: 1 ) by northernlights on
Tuesday, 7th June 2011 @ 02:01:51 PM AEST (User
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Such a strong powerful gritty piece of life,evoking an edgy slightyly uncomfortable feeling,well written, |
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