Death Of Love

by Holly   Mar 29, 2008


Tears of blood
Flood in her eyes
She feels the warmth
And her soul dies
Lying naked
Huddled in her dark space
All love and torture
Burned off her face
Ashes to Ashes
Dust to Dust
The hope for love
No longer has lust
Love has died
Along with her soul
Completly empty
Her heart's not whole
Life or death
It's all the same
Fell short of the finish line
End of game
For all the pain
He brought to her
He'll travel with her
She's for sure
Out of the dark
To the body on the bed
Killing him means nothing
He's already dead
The knife cuts in
His eyes open wide
"I love you Honey
With me you'll die."

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  • 16 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Awww, excellent ending, well done xx