crimson drips from your disdain
and in my soul I feel your pain
you never were the kind to fight
so I'll hold you close into the night
push it down don't let it rise
surely this is your demise
come with me I'll save your life
and tell that bitch I've got a knife!
you were done with her anyways
nobody else could take my place
so come inside and close the door
cuz love's the pain you're searching for
i really like this one. i had a situation once similar. it goes to show the duality of love and the fine line. nice job!
MR
this reads like watching stars falling, tender and heartaching, colored in such softness...beautifully done