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her scabby knees

Contributed by Cancer on Friday, 9th July 2004 @ 06:02:41 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

her voice was like a broken bell
echoed down a hollow well
and at the bottom lay a husk
of love born at dawn, but dead by dusk

(and every single word she spoke
she spoke only for me
and every single thing she said
was just a ***** lie to me)

no time to grow, no time to care
just time to blow when i'm not there
a newborn lush with lust to spare
so anxious to flatten that new grown hair
(you know?
"down there")

(and every single thing she did
she did only for me
and every single thing she did
was slowly destroying me)

lips that taste like other men
breath that reeks of swallowed sin
eyes that said, "i love only you"
a body that echoed, "and you and you..."
(and you and you and you and you
and you and you AND YOU AND YOU
AND YOU AND YOU)

(and everytime that she touched me
another scar dimpled my heart
and each time i saw her scabby knees
i was reborn and torn apart)

not good enough
that much i see
she's making a fool
out of me
can't let her go on
to her other guys
while i sit, broken
in her pile of lies
so, though i loathe
her taste and touch
i'll give her the sex
she needs so much

wine and candles
whips and chains
soft romance
and well-deserved pain
i tickle and torture
i punish and please
i let her soar briefly
then bring her to her knees
groaning and screeching
her sweat-slick body bends
and then i smile softly
and exact my revenge

missionary
i want to see her face
bodies gyrate in passion
with stuttered grace
kissing her gently
staring into her empty eyes
i whisper, "i hate you"
'neath her fake pleasure cries
my hands find her throat
and gently restrict her breath
then i smile and squeeze tighter
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Copyright © Cancer ... [ 2004-07-09 18:02:41]
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Re: her scabby knees (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Tuesday, 13th July 2004 @ 11:04:07 PM AEST
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well i found it odd that the last line was removed but I got the point anyway I think. I liked this poem very powerful and well written like all your poems.

Bobo (Joel)

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