CH (08/05/1988 / Johnstown, PA)


I just wanted you to feel the misery
of all the bitter scars you scratched on my heart
I just wanted you to know the subtelty
from all the delicate slices in my arm
I just wanted you to see my escape
and how I used beautiful songs to die
I just need you to hear the sounds
of the mysterious voices calling out
I just needed you to taste the voluptuous lips
that blackened out the sweet pleasure
I just needed you to touch the blood
which was crashing down from your fists

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love is an addiction, life is no fiction, my words are not mere connection, i feel the pain in your diction. appreciation is all i can say