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My blood soaked hands clench in pain
trying to save what is dammed
loving the pain while hating it the same
I chase what will never be mine
I am tired of sewing wounds
only to have him rip the stiches
soon I will drop this needle and thread
and let these cut bleed
I have no heart to fix anymore
tired of begging for help
to a stone statue

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Tristesse
02:11 Sep 03 2018

"There’s blood upon thy face..." Already stated by Shakespeare in the early 17th century! It's a blood-stained world we live in. And we are all sinners.

Love this one! :)

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MoonLitScreams
22:23 Sep 03 2018

Thank you.

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It would be better to crave poison than to want what I do..
Why do we often need that which is most out of reach..
A whisper of a ghost within a dream sets my body screaming,
and achingly begging for what I have no business even considering.
. To even consider it, would be a atomic bomb to my life.
. and to shove this unrequited craving back to the depths of my mind.
Well it just may snuff my candle of passion..
that small secret flame of desire that is long unfulfilled.
Just the dream of him has set my body reeling..
The memories of him cause me to consider
But I know ..
A taste would truly destroy everything..
So I shall lock this door.. and throw away the key.

Silent, except for the sound of tears hitting ground.
Crouched, unkempt, torn and dirt stained I beg for the
moon.
Yet, moonlight cares not to shine where these tears
fall.
I raged at the earth and tore it from its place.
To plant something that would never grow.
I would scream the very agony of the loss.
Except that there is a hollow hole where my chest used
to be.
A begging whisper raw with need escapes.
And only silence once again answers.
The Straw that broke the camels back
00:01:21 - Feb 20 2006

craving


I want you to throw me around like a rag doll.
I want you to pull my hair until I cry out.
I want you to mark your name across my body.
I want to scratch down your body until you bleed.
I want to mark every inch of you mine with my teeth.
I want to drink your sweat, pleasure, & blood from your body.
I crave to make you moan and call out my name.
I want to suck until my mouth is to sore to do it anymore.
I want to grind our hips together until it is to painful to move.
And when we are spent, I want your name in, marks and aches, to last for days on my body.