Creep For A Rose

by Aya   Apr 14, 2005


I touched you
It bleed my skin
Blame this ignorance
Your thorns, I stained
Beyond I foresaw
You sliced me too gentle
Stroked me like tender blades
Oh, a sweet ache!
So wound me more
Infect my torso
Let me not heal it
That I can keep you
Though Ill suffer
Exhaust my every rest
Be my destruction
Invade me,
Until I deteriorate
For Id rather taste death
Than the comfort of numbness
To cover my heart with stitches
Would even mean kisses
From your ruthless lips
Leave me faithless then,
And Ill still run closer,
For that worthful pain
'Tis how you move me
Why should I let go?

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  • 19 years ago

    by yummymummy

    aww wow this is great comparartive language is definatly your strong point keep it up xx