Death by Birth

November 19, 2009
I hate you, I hate you
your entising embrace
I hate the tears you make shatter my face.
The words they wrap around my weak heart
then the blood flows and were torn apart
who are you to make me feel so weak?
I know I am stronger,
you've made me believe
that all I have left
is eternity
You say these beautiful nightmares
as if words could speak
as if the knife you press, could actually hurt me.
Well it's working, I'm done
only pieces of me remain
before I admit that I'm in love
I must admit that you make me insane.

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