Sunday, July 3, 2011

Poison and a Hearse

those stars just don't seem to ever cross
and the bridges I burnt are a formidable loss
the echoes of past times are a sickening sound
and when you enter here my head spins around
there is no light in these darkened rooms
I choke and die within your toxic fumes
you let me crawl across the floor in agony
and never give me any of your mercy
and now those stars rain down like evil fire
and all the reasons I held onto become dire
you breathe the poison into me like a curse
and then call for me a long black hearse
and watch as I'm taken in a coffin of loss
bearing the emblem of a broken cross
so my lifeless form will remember the sickening sound
of the love that I sought after and never found


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