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Such a beautiful disgrace, that saves me from death
Skin blue, eyes silver, never took her last breath
Still alive, but more dead
Never again to crave bread
Feeds on pain, and on hurt
Fills that hole, she is more alert
She always learns, forever walking
Death always stalking
Reasons for her lack of social contact
Death always hangs on her back
Death kills all who speak, she walks on
Never sleeps, all night, past dawn
She saves me, and I love her
And then this darkness I ignore
She would never leave me to die alone
Her lips are so cold, death’s heart of stone
So perfect to that reflection
So hated by fate’s direction
Bow to her, stare to those capturing eyes
She sees all that dies
She tells stories like the sky
Once contact, holding her, I can feel her cry
- by MorbisPsyche |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/24/2009 |
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- Title: M. Alice II
- Artist: MorbisPsyche
- Description: I did a photoshop of who I would imagine M. Alice looking like, a model friend of mine and a background of mine tht i put behind her. It is the picture attached.
- Date: 06/24/2009
- Tags: alice
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