My lips as the line
Not one smile has kissed
By I've licked the blade
The taste of salt not iron
No more
ups and downs
Like the edge of a saw
Each new life line slashed
and I can't breath
no more
Is it your jealousy I stir?
No need for anguish
The light does not want me
Of that, I am sure
See these wings?
They were meant for darkness
And with the happiness
My cold soul static
It's throat exposed
Waiting
Vunerable and shallow
And I am on edge
I know
The silent agony of love
And I breathe
The cold exhale as broken
And now I ask-
Is it not enough
that my tears run scarlet?
Passionate
Lust your mistress could not comprehend
Which I 'choose' not to end
So here I am
in the path of darkness,
Already lost
by the time you read this.
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