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What I Wouldn't GiveThe touch of your lips, the taste of your kiss, resting my hand in yours. It's a beautiful moment, I'll never forget the way my heart flickered when our lips first met. But I open my eyes; see the fan blades spinning, wake up from the dream to my lonely reality.What I Wouldn't Give
What I wouldn't give, the things I wouldn't do just to hold you just to tell you 'I love you' If I could just have one little piece of your heart.
One look at your face, the flash of your eyes, lost in the sweet honeyed hazel. It's a fleeting moment I'll never forget. My
by ~doublestickt4pe
Still WaitingI asked you to stand with me. The roads crumbled as the rain fell slowly around me, and destruction wreaked itself upon the world. The cracks ran along and over the earth, and the sound of the silence was deafening. The air was stagnant with the stench of one thousand dead souls. The stars in their crystalline elegance disappeared one by one, until only one was left shining its glow upon the desolate world. There was no one left but the two of us, and I asked you again to stay with me, not expecting you to agree. I ran down snow covered streets, and I watched the sun glinting off of the cold snow as if the snow were made of miniscule diamondsStill Waiting
by ~doublestickt4pe
Poison LoveYou could be my suicide, my last breath taken. Born again, I breathe you in. I’m immune to your poisons, but not for long. You flow through my veins with every beat of my disenchanted heart, spreading through my system like a plague. This is my addiction, my poison love. A constant craving is the least that I can hope for. Every command and rending word that issues from you mouth is sweet rhythm and music to me. Hatred is the filler for your passion, and it is all that you feel towards me. This is my addiction, my poison love. I relish in this bitter taste that fills my mouth when you kiss me so savagely, the rancid stench that assaults me whPoison Love
by ~doublestickt4pe
ColorlessVibrant colors, fallen by the wayside. They went where my life did, Some world of listlessness, a world inimical to beauty.Colorless
It was there they turned to gray, and came back to paint my faded life, give shading to something that lost its definition long ago.
So now its gray, so many shades, colorless, lifeless, useless overall, with nothing to make it beautiful, nothing left to behold, or to live for.
by ~doublestickt4pe
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