I am our murder weapon,
I am the river that does not bleed water,
I reside in extinction, for my voice is naught,
you are beauty,
I will always love you.
For long as I silhouette our vows,
of horrors that could have been.
I wait & wait,
but I never stay,
I am a non entity,
I am to depart,
& the truth in my words,
leaves Death as the final art.
sanguine fluid,
you are purple under my stinging epidermis,
my lover cuts when we cross separate roads,
& now I’m just waiting for the stampede,
to come and rip all the tree’s from my path,
leave me without a source of air,
so much sets a sail,
our veil upon our waves,
my life withers,
my words ash,
my tongue rolls to the back of my sick stained throat,
you are what Love and Death would compose,
you are the sweet harmonies that scream as I decompose.
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