Betwixt the angel
Contributed by
obsidian_angel
on
Wednesday, 21st May 2003 @ 05:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
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A soulhate in a graveyard haunt,
i sit in regret betwixt the angel,
her grey eyes cry obsidian tears for me,
as i beg for her swift retribution,
while my wrist i hold to a savage razour,
and screaming with rapture bgin my self-execution.
A trickle, a stream, a river of haem,
i sit and bleed betwixt the angel,
her flowers wilt with her graceful smile,
as i beg for her saviour,
through tears i choke out and tremble with fear,
while my arms i slash to shreads with the razour.
A stumble, i tumble, falling to my knees,
i die in pain betwixt the angel,
her beauty fades beside my existance,
as i beg for a shining light,
to guide my memories as my vessel is lost,
and lead me blind into the night.
A spattter of rain falls to the dirt,
a body lies betwixt the angel,
and blank eyes stare at the frostbitten stature,
and no noe knows how this came to be,
but even if i dont befall this fate,
it wont matter because you've already forgotten me...
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