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putrid words

Contributed by fallen_eyes on Tuesday, 2nd March 2004 @ 05:27:19 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I hate the way you speak my name
It makes my skin crawl
It feels like i have maggots
Creeping in my veins

Your voice it seems to circulate
Seeping through my mind
making me want to fall alive
To get rid of you

I hate the way you kiss my lips
It makes me feel sick
It feels like someone is inside
Pulling me apart

Your tongue seems to search my vessel
explores every grove
You wont leave any place untouched
From your putrid mouth

I hate the way you touch my flesh
Makes me feel diseased
Feels like my skin's splitting away
from the rotting bone

Your touch it seems to make me cry
Having felt the pain
that you have place upon my heart
Ripping it away

I hate the way you stroke my hair
Makes chills flow through me
Feels like your touching my body
With a mouldy hand

Your touch it seems to loose control
making me now need
A place to escape this torture
For eternal rest





Copyright © fallen_eyes ... [ 2004-03-02 17:27:19]
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Re: putrid words (User Rating: 1 )
by forever_lonely on Tuesday, 2nd March 2004 @ 05:32:06 PM AEST
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I love this tam from the second you showed it too me i love it, the wording is awesome and the structure is flawless, twisted and beautiful at the same time, like my face really lol


Luke xx x


Re: putrid words (User Rating: 1 )
by lil_angel on Tuesday, 2nd March 2004 @ 05:32:14 PM AEST
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Wow really good work!




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