deep dark pits

July 18, 2012
you say you are something your not a black rose
bleeding deep red with my blood
tears fall harder than pouring rain
dagger as sharp as the teeth used to rip apart my soul
plunging deep into my chest
killing me slow and kind
relieving me of all my guilt and pain
as i take my last breath i whisper into the dark of midnight
"i love you"

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