Thursday, September 06, 2007

no?

no?

At any given time you’re leaving me
a wicked smile and gleam in your eyes.
At any given moment, deceiving me,
I’m so in love with your lies.
In any given hour you take me in your arms,
brutalize my heart with
the darkness of your charms.

Then in the dark of night I lay,
wishing you would go away,
Your whispers in my head,
your shadow in my bed.

At any given time, you’re killing me
slowly with the magic you wield.
At any given moment thrilling me,
cutting deep until I’m healed.
In any given hour you possess
demanding answers…
until my soul's confessed.

Then in the dark of night I lay,
wishing you would go away,
Your whispers in my head,
your shadow in my bed.


Then in the dark of night I lay
my red bloom drained to gray,
You rise black & then you’re gone…
behind your rose, a thorn.

Thanks, Ms-Figgs.

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