I've died a thousand cruel deaths
at the mercy of your heart
Kill me softly,
kill me with thunder
hollow me out
or let me waste away.
Kill me with
that forked tounge,
Those piercing eyes,
and lump of ice in your chest.
You take my vanity,
You steal my warmth
and tear my sanity.
Go ahead
kill the rest
what does it matter?
You've proved a thousand times
I am unworthy of your best.
Pain is mandatory
more deaths and reserections
to come.
Yet, hope against hope
I still wish I could find
your kill-switch.
Intense!
Wow! It's very intense and very great!
Thank you pink. It's a
Thank you pink. It's a tumultuous relationship but love has its way of smoothing. ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
You've penned a real piece of
You've penned a real piece of resentment here.
so much fire today...or
so much fire today...or thunder?
Ire is best served with fire
Ire is best served with fire and apathy on ice ;) hugss poofy, love ya!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
your poetry always resonates
your poetry always resonates with my heart, again i can totally feel your words - excellent write SS :)
Thankyou so much Bourkie I
Thankyou so much Bourkie I always look forward to reading your wonderful works I've always said I find myself home in them, I feel them too. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."