Thursday, May 12, 2011

A Thousand Deaths

I have lived a thousand lives in your arms
And died a thousand deaths
I've called your name a hundred times
And met silence a hundred nameless ways
The tears have left stains upon my cheeks
And each moist trail bears a useless cause
Your whispers of love linger on my desire
While your hate poisons my blood
And your claws rip me to shreds
Yet the reflection of a fool
Screams back at me
Won't you make this go away
Hatred oozes from your lips
But you chain me to your need
I beg and plead for my smile back
As I wave one last wave goodbye to you

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