Walk into the dark and cold,
As long as it's with you,
You've got me in your damning lock,
And like it I have seen few,
They say the blood shed fighting for love,
Is too big a risk too take,
But I love the bullet in your eyes,
And that I cannot fake,
I love the pain and suffering,
You have put me through,
I love the bleak, hopeless future,
Oh yes, I love that too,
I love the smell and texture,
Of our freshly spilt blood,
All combined together,
In the grass and mud,
The bullet in your eyes,
Holding me in a stare,
Reducing me to a pulp,
Without anymore care,
I just want to taste the doom,
And misery that I seek,
Let me take my life again,
And kiss your lifeless cheek,
For I know that we never lived,
And shall never live no more,
But I don't care as long as,
I seek the one I adore
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-04-13 11:39:42
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