feelings on my skin

October 26, 2011
your fingers so soft
my blade, so sharp
both are fatal,
both weaken me
but these feelings,
they're what I need
these feelings sustain me
the prick of pain as cloth
rubs against open wound
these clothes are my veil
they hide what you don't know
cool touch of glass
as my hands hit the mirror
feeling of tears
as they spill down my face
my blood is running
and my breath is slowing
so now I'm dreaming,
warm breath on my cheek
your arms around my waist
cold snow falling
dancing in the rain
I feel no pain here
feeling of comfort
of support
these feelings on my skin,
both fatal.
all weaken me.

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