Her lips brushed red,
plump plush breasts.
Taste her,
she's beautiful.
Have you ever seen anything like it?
Ever feel something so sickening..
Her screams in the night,
they where more then he could take.
With each yelp of pain,
she felt his touch melt away.
He may have been blinded,
but she was in her prime.
Succulant lips of russet cream,
firm chest that her fingers trailed upon.
Innocence forgoten,
it was only them tonight.
A fragile night,
blood burst into bloom.
How that flower wilted,
wilted into two.
How she cried,
for every one of his lies.
Bold he stood,
eyes strait forward as if there was notheing to lose.
It's easy to love
but forgivness or hate,
hurting pain,
it's all so hard to just turn it away.
Her innocence wilted,
his lugage was gone.
She sat alone,
eyes swelled up from tears.
He walked away,
and each and every day...
She sit's on the side where he once was,
she touches the pillow and remembers his fragrance.
She lays limp now,
alone in the dark,
her sun had left her,
he had touched her and left no mark.
She falls from that spot each night,
each morning she's drenched in blood.
If she awakes,
she lets the tears spill till she sleeps.
How could he have done such a thing...
How could she have not known...
Maybe she was wrong,
Maybe he was right..
He loved her, and she him..
all she wanted was to hold onto him for one last time..
"enjoy it while you can"
these word's echoed threw her mind day and night.
The way it feels to know that you've lost,
the way it feels to know you've lost all you ever had;
all you ever wanted
and tresured...
his pictures she burned,
along with her heart.
One simple photo she keeps by her bed,
along with the words he had drilled in her head...
She barely utters speech now,
food is forgein to her body,
she's sold herself away....
She wouldn't kill herself, but outside was as good as she could get...
Each grunt,
a new man has paid.
His thrusts pull her numb
as she lay's naked and in pain.
She strides home,
slow and alone.
She's gotten her money,
she can eat now..but that's not what's on her mind.
She heads to a gas station,
loads up on liquor,
she carries a pocket knife with her,
and a spare razor just in case...
She turns the corner and guess who she sees...
that man that was once apart of her plees...
Bag's under his eyes,
he ranked of something dead.
She stared him in the eyes,
her soul was no dead.
She smirked to him and laughed,
"Look at me! Tell me what you see!!"
His dark dead eyes stare back somberly,
without a word tears fall from his eyes.
How much he had loved her...
but how much he had lied..
She threw the liquor aside,
broken shard's crushing to the wall and skin,
the yellow liquid ran down the dark street.
She stared back at him.
He stared back at her,
both of them are dead,
both of them are hurt.
He took her hand and together they ran.
Together they meshed,
foileing eachother again.
Both crying with each kiss and touch,
each caress and thrust.
How much she had missed him,
she swore she would never see him..
how much he had wanted her,
how much he regreated abandoning her.
They awake in the sun,
skin glistening with the thickness of love.
Her shallow eyes, a twinge of light,
she showerd him with joy and it all suddenly felt right.
She kissed him and loved him,
he held her and whisperd to her those beautiful words of long ago.
Together they were maid,
together they must be.
She looked up into his hopeful dark eyes,
a twang of hurt flusheing over her body.
She pulled from his arms and rememberd her promise.
"I'm sorry..."
He touched her face,
smileing tenderly to her,
touching each of her cheeks with his lips full of love.
"I accept your appology" he whisperd to her ear softly.
She froze and looked to his eyes,
his smirked at her and pushed her down.
What had happend to him..
this could not have been the right man...
She shriked in pain as he bite down her body,
she pushed him away but he held on tighter.
Not matter what she couldn't even try..
All she could do was sit there and cry...
He rose to his feet,
grunt as he looked over her perspurated body,
he had steped on her coat,
feeling something sharp.
He bent down to take a look,
it was the pocket knife she had carried before,
he looked at her then sighed
touching her face with a gentle caress.
"I love you..."
he raised to to his wrists and slit right threw,
the blood driped red then he held it to his heart too.
"you had to be the last i saw before i go....goodbye my love and remember...i told you so"
She heapd over his body,
coverd in his blood,
she had cried and cried,
she had loved him so much.
She took the knife and dug it to her heart,
she let it hurt her,
she wanted it to penetrait her soul.
She could not let him go...
a lovers tale is each spun differently,
but if once opend to opertunity,
it may strike a mystery...
Keep who you love near and do what you can to rid them of fear...
Treasure what you hold,
dream about them even when your old.
It is simple to say hello, to love and to cry.
But once that person is gone or hated away, your heart will simply die.
"I love you.."
"I love you.."
"I love you.."
"Dont say goodbye...."
chi~
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