She...
Beating in her cold hands
She needed your blood
She could not understand
The warmth of your lips
And the smile in your eyes
She searched for the tips
In the shadows of dyes
She hid from your kiss
And she slipped from your hugs
She knew she would miss
Taste of those sweetest drugs
She suffered of heat
She could’ve almost melt
Her heart was to bleed
She might’ve said what she felt
But she wasn’t you
She was closed for the world
She’d lived her life through
And you hadn’t found the word
To open her soul
And to enter her mind
She kept self-control
You could not her unwind
She stayed in her shade
And her lips were so pale
Would you be afraid
Of that permanent fail?
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
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