Thursday, January 15, 2009

pretty sick

she's quite lovely
everything about her screams ecstasy
her face paint an unnecessary tribulation
her flesh hides well the decay 
the hearts flowing through her veins
glow through her skin
in iridescense
hiding all her love from no one

you say in the future we may be friends
what does that make us through
all this time we've spent

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