Those Eyes

March 13, 2015
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Those eyes


(oh how they glow like warning flares
  in the dead of night)


cut me deeper than
any blade can


   (and I let you
  carve me until these sheets
are scarlet)


And those lips


  (such stubborn gate keepers)


offer me no





But yet
they fill my veins with


(white hot pain
  I will endure again and again)


when they touch mine

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