PoeticKiller

September 5, 2012
By Beyond BRONZE, Merced, California
Beyond BRONZE, Merced, California
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For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.





Isaiah 55:12


I'll give you my heart and promise them to die.
This afto my love,
Our love will paint things crimson.
I stare into your dark, lonely eyes.
Chouette, you're a sweet looking thing.
And I can still see the claret stained on my hands.
... My love for you see's through your darkness.
For this night, let me take away your philophobia.
Then show you what you've been afraid of.
And why I might kill you.



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