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Just Another Love Story

Tighten the noose around my throat

Pull the rope until it’s a part of me

Make a mark so deep that blood seeps out.

In red I write my promise to you

I love you more than life.

You think you love me too until

You keep pulling it tighter because I don’t complain.

Tear me apart and leave me to piece myself back up.

Rip out my lungs so you take my breath away;

Break my ribs, take my heart so it’s yours;

Press in my eyes because you’re the only one I see;

Cut off my tongue so you leave me speechless;

Sever my hands so you can hold them forever;

Peel off my lips so you’re my last kiss;

Hack off my legs so I don’t fall for anyone else;

Drain what’s left of my blood and drink it,

So I’m all yours.

Walk away because I didn’t do enough,

Because I should’ve given you more.

Take what’s left, just don’t walk away

I can’t stitch myself back up.

Take my ears, my nose, my scalp, my feet

Because I’m head over heels for you.

I’m yours I promise. You can make the rope tighter

Until my head goes rolling on the floor.

It won’t be enough then either.

But at least now, you have to hide the body.

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Cold Arrest

Cold fever

Crippling through your bones

Alone on the border

With hands joined

Colder than ice.

Breaking point here

Points breaking inside

Nothing is filled throughout

Hollowed, empty

Younger than the dawn

Yet emptied of sun

Light of day arrested

Moon that light put out,

by the oblivion of twilight.

Pained years

Flow with a river

Reddened by the thick blood,

Dropping from the death of the next.

Forever young lies,

Withing the coffins of despair.