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"Automation Abomination" by ANGELSLAYER

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I'm alone here next to you
I speak
But there's no one here to answer

What's left to say?
Empty words
Have no meaning for you

I grope for the answers
I want to reach inside
I'm always stopped cold
By the emptiness in your eyes

The deadness in your touch
Used to make me feel so alive

Lost the will to love
To live
To feel what once made me whole

I've lost myself
In my search for you
I've prayed so hard
Just to find the emptiness

When you do finally speak
Your words
Are a vise inside my mind

Crushing my reason
Denying my ability
To function

With your scent
I am raptured
Ruptured
Disfigured by a brush from your lips

Haunted by a memory
Of your caress
That steals my independence

I've been gone for so long
A mannequin by definition
Automated by your breath
Kept alive by your tongue

I'm burning from your touch
Lacerated by your will for me
My blood a sweet balm
To end your suffering

All my cares
Died away
At the sight of you

The rest of me died
In your embrace




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On Sunday October 7th, 2007, Narcissa (754) writes:
Your words tore thru my heart like a dull sharp knife - painful- wonderfully written.


On Saturday October 6th, 2007, Mab (967) writes:
shackled to a beating heart hell.When love dies, our memories remain as unspoken eulogies...damn, I've missed your writing!



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