Love's Thorns

by Bob   Feb 2, 2011


Still beating pumping life heart savagely torn from my chest.
Cut down coldly in my prime knowing that I tried my best.
Tainted vile sickening dreams of her fill my spacious head.
Walking zombie-like emotionless through this graveyard of the dead.
Many ever rising valiant souls of men enter forever into hell.
Falling hypnotically under her seducing siren-like doomsday spell.
I feel increasingly overwhelmed like a monster hurricane tossed ship.
Jumping freely happily overboard with weights towards the bottom I slowly slip.
Another worthless stupid victim she satisfyingly has now to claim.
Believing hoping to find victorious love I shockingly realize I was lame.
Please oh Lord take my traitorous eyes to blind and my lying tongue to make me mute.
Gunpowder lead filled hollow point bullets fill my cold pistol with which to shoot.
Understanding comprehending the fateful decision I have solemnly made.
Resting eternal six dirt worm ridden feet under I am carefully laid.
Even now crystal silver tears from Heaven's gates shatter on the barren ground.
Henceforth until Gabriel's trumpet's sounding call I shall utter not a sound.

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