Stop turning the knife
in my heart, guilt twisting so hard.
I feel the breath
leaving my body, my soul seems to fly.
Blood flows like water,
raging like a river to hell so absolute.
My eyes close
for the coldest of winters witnessed.
Now with but a kiss
can you deter me from death's door.
Embrace my heart
as it bleeds with disdain for life.
Love, sweet love
stops the pain, curbs the ache.
Shall I pass
into the great beyond of blackness.
Accept me for my faults,
for they are many of the shattered stars.
Writhe with me in passion,
the pain will cease when I kiss you.
Let the carousel stop,
or so shall my heart, breathing no longer.
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Written April 16th, 2004
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