Deranged and alone,
there but not home,
death is in my mind,
I want to be near you all the time.
keep your body close at hand...
The blood from the blade drips down your face,
my mind is in shambles;feels out of place,
standing over your bed;holding the knife,
sleeping you're too beautiful;too beautiful for life,
keep your body close at hand...
I feel no emotion but shed a tear,
seems you've awaken;stay silent my dear,
awake full of love;but then shocking demise,
once full of life;now feel death when I look in your eyes.
keep your body close at hand...
I only slayed you for not obeying demands,
gruesome, chilling, torture;not what I had planned
true love forever;but your eyes they did wander, your body did stray,
closer to death;and from me left farther away,
keep your body close at hand...
knife bites flesh what a display,
I suddenly break out of trance;vomit or look away,
so beautiful you were on your dieing day,
so pretty though blood does stain your face,
I gently kiss your lips,lost love my body encased,
you are now where you were always meant to be
my beautiful little doll...
Author notes
justin you suck! and I mea that
Written May 12th, 2005
