wondering wounded naked and alive
dying as a fruit of the vine, beautiful
it sheds its measure in volumes hollowed
asking no quarter for turning away to die, for you
wondering wounded naked and alive
Monday, August 25, 2008
Love for the Sake of Dying
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i loved, got hurt
deeply, i hurt
but you know...
today, i have no regrets
i feel
i'm alive
i smile, a genuine smile
see, the memories will forever remain
you can't take those away
even as you cast me into the non-existent
i'm just another slut from the net... easily replaced
i figured it out...
i know, i know
i'm a slow bitch
what can i say
you killed me softly
i ate you alive
hmmm, who is more fucked
you or i?
heard this song at a club the other night... thought of you, though not sure why...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zfFbXWN0X9Q
it's fading, can't You see?
no longer fed
there is nothing
not even misery
today, i thought of you
hoping for an emotional tweak
i felt only hollowness
has the stain washed clean?
"love for the sake of dying"
i think
it's already dead
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