Thursday, January 05, 2006

happy now? and Rose red.

Are you happy now?
End it all with words.
I hope you choke on them
I love you more
you love me less.
And you words burn, sting and cut
There impossible to swallow
So I hope you choke on them.
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rose red burning inside
a drawn and painted death
with your pain buried deep in your chest
like a knife its piercing you heart
it throbbs inside slowly eating you away.

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