My Black Beast

September 21, 2009
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you speak those words of pain
but your voice is like honey
the tears in your eyes
are like pools of anguish

"don't leave" he says
but he knows I must
my hands stop trembling
my whimpers quiet to a hush

the door is lead
i beg you not to cry
your touch, that has held me for so long
weakens my knees
but i tug on my fervor
and say farewell to you
my love
my black beast

What I have done to hurt you
does not match the agony I have held in beacause of you

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