if you give me your wrists
i'll slit them
if you give me your throat
i'll cut it out
give me your heart
i'll break it
give me your mind
and it'll be shattered
i am the queen of destruction
don't wanna cross my path
i can kill without remorse
don't you dare cross my path
if you give me your wrists
i'll slit them
if you give me your throat
i'll cut it out
give me your heart
i'll break it
give me your mind
and it'll be shattered
seperate my mind from reality
soak myself in blood
laugh madly as i self-destruct
shattering in the road
if i give you my wrists
will you slit them?
if i give you my throat
will you cut it out?
if i give you my heart
will you break it?
if i give you my mind
will it shatter?
'cause, baby,
i'm the queen of self-destruct
Author notes
took five mintues to write
and i love you too
A contest entry
- Dark, Demented, why not!?!! by wanderingstarlet.
432 points, ended April 17, 2007, 28 entries
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Comments
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Such a strong contrast and connection between the impulse to self-destruct, and simply destruct (destoy something or someone else)... sometimes it is hard to tell the difference inside. Your author's note gives the poem the feeling of strong inner flames, impossible to ignore, almost igniting the paper as you write. Keep the burn on the paper -- it is your beautiful gift! Yes, I will keep on reading.
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this was a really great write..your words were powerful and emotional as well..you are a very talented author keep writitng and good luck
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wasn't quite what i was looking for, i'm not much for the repetitiveness. i mean, i really don't mind it, i just think it's in too big of chunks and that's basically your main message because thats the most that pops out. but thanks for entering
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