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Achilles
Contributed by
frustratedwitch
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Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 12:00:45 PM in AEST
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Erase that smug on your face.
You need not to pretend, I know
you are strong and I will always be
the weakling that you will carry.
As you wash the blood on your hands,
I could almost taste its metallic
bitterness where you often plunge while I
watch in melancholic fascination.
Achilles, lay with me tonight.
I yearn to touch those calloused hands
and untangle your flaxen strands…
The only help I could offer.
At passions’ height I sense your weakness,
your need, your ache, your hunger.
I hold your heel.
Erase that smug on your face.
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Re: Achilles
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by hauntedscorp on
Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 12:20:23 PM AEST
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Nice! An interesting read indeed....
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Re: Achilles
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by Remy on
Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 12:30:30 PM AEST
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amazing how stories carry on for near eternity, nice take on achilles...
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