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Third Libra
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0 posted 2004-06-08 11:47 AM



All the nights blur into one sleepless shadow
A descent into that without light and such fallow
I’ve grown cold in this darkness, my soul so hollow
With none to satisfy my hunger for which I follow

Though so hollow is that my soul, I still crave
I crave for my lover; her touch of sweetness I save
The tenderness of the warmth of her heart she gave
So incomplete I am without this soul mate, so brave

Much alike the hunger of which I long for
There’s a wave of desire for flesh and blood and gore
I cannot help but to hunt for the helpless on the moonlit floor
It’s the never-ending story of predator and prey forevermore

The demon inside grows thus more every night
Flourishing upon the blissful taste of blood and fright
Like that of a parasite leeching upon my sorrow and pitiful sight
I crumble beneath the crushing weight of every bitter night

Still, even with every drop of blood, there continues a lust
A heart-aching floodgate of such a sinful thirst; none just
Upon the blanket of the night I search more for which I lust
My mortal Juliet, my Magdalene, the holder of my dead heart and trust

All that I need, all that I want, is to taste her lips once more
To hold her in my arms, to keep a love with both hearts dead and sore
So fragile underneath the tears of my immortality; death none more
I resist her no more for in this curse of Death I realize heartache she bore

There is no face of Love or Life or Death without her

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

© Copyright 2004 Michael Moore - All Rights Reserved
junemac
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since 2003-04-24
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1 posted 2004-06-11 02:57 AM


Magnificent read. I enjoyed every line.
thank you.
Hugs June x

Third Libra
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since 2003-08-10
Posts 125
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2 posted 2004-06-12 09:19 PM


Thanks!

Love is only an excuse to hurt and to get hurt... Knowledge brings ye fear.

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