Sickening sweet hatred burning through the open darkness
Searing through the chillness of the bittersweet love
The horrid dark feeling of loneliness and rejection cuts through the light of my soul
I hide in the recesses on my mind at the thought of my soul leaving me...
Abandoning me...
The pain is sharp and quick as the razor slices flesh
The sweet warmth of crimson blood flowing over elegant hands
Slowly life drains with the body's last bit of energy
The blood hardens on the now cold skin
Dries dark brown on death paled hands
The light of my life holds my lifeless body close to his damp crying face
He howls in pain for the loss of his light
The loss of his soul
Copyright 2004 Erica Evans
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