June 25, 2010

The wolf
there must be a full moon 
my heart has become a wolf
it eats me alive
looking for you.
to play with then kill
to suck life blood
to softly slip it's claws into
oh the pretty face that haunts me
the midnight year of tears 
on my bedroom floor
rocking like your child.
my dirty carpet soaked in 
worthless tears.

love abandoned for lust
beauty mistaken for truth
risk mistaken for hope.

you tasted eternal.

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