The Finest LineLay me down Upon a bed of needles Cradle me in ragged darknessThe Finest Line
The softest sound Of deathwish kisses The taste of irony upon my tongue
In the light By my mind’s eye Sandpaper skin Like the touch of spider’s bite The softest stroke of butterfly wings
You poison me The stench of lust Dancing with desire…
In the chill Of numbing silence Departing like my ghost in robes of tattered, fluid stone
Leaving me still Blood and sweat and drying tears Half-forgotten dreams of terror Running down my bac
Burn ScarI’ve laid my feelings at your feet All right, I’m spent, you’ve won again Cut my finger off to trace these letters just for you Bleeding blue Fading through Your warm façadeBurn Scar
Beaten at the game I taught you how to play Exsanguinate my heart, I’m too numb to feel Fairy tales were falsified Eviscerate my mind The nightmares never change
You decorated hell and made it more like home Before you shoved me in and locked the door Walked away, and never knew the mess you made I extinguished everything myself I made it out and never once did call for
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But then again I am only 17. What do I know?
Today, there was a spider on the wall of the bathroom stall I was in. So I said "Bitch! Im using this stall!" then I kicked it's ass.
If I was Mr. T...I'd kick your ass...then rape you.
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