Sunday, June 20, 2010
I run towards you, my refugee, where are you in the shadows? The depth of darkness engulfs you, swallows you whole. Where are you my love? Blurred in black is all I see, unfamiliar you've become, who are you? I feel you caress my face, your long fingers stone, they move down to my breasts and then you pull me in. Filth. (I am) Disgust. (You say) I can't see you. (Right in front of me) I try and speak under panting breath, words you push away from your ears. (I love you) You turn away once your done taking, I'm left in a cold white pile. I see you, death is painted on your face and the lack of life in your eyes. I am nothing. You feel nothing, nothing is something.
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