She beckons me with velvet lips crushed against my pulse
Her cold clever fingers trail up my spine - frost begins to make crystals on my
The breaths I take are not my own
Her skin is pressed up to mine, my warm flesh a wave upon a stony
Her fleeting laugh delights me, her smile has a hold upon my heart, the
metal wreck it rests within quivers and rattles, a cage and freedom one.
The crystal spread from bone to skin - an agony, a pain, a release.
They burst from me, bloody, triumphant.
Night takes her clever fingers and slowly lays the shards against one
another, making me smooth and cold and hard. She smiles her sweet,
low, smile and beckons me once more.
I slip into the midnight velvet folds and lost my way among the stars.
- July 2014 The Girl who Kissed the Shadow
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This brutal cage
cannot contain or tame my pain
It makes me hot against the winter wind
it makes me convulse, rotting from within
What no one told me was that hating you
would bleach my skin
rip my eyes out
scorch my heart
and wear my soul thin.
No one told me that hating you would break me from within,
There is no longer a world for me without the stench of sin.
For since I killed you, the only smile is your skulls grin.
July 2014 - The Girl who Kissed the Shadow
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