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Beau

[This is not about me.  
This is about the one  
I don't want to be.]  
 
 
Hatred and lust  
Burying in their bottomless gut  
Barely breathing battered soul  
In the esurient embrace of a starving hole  
Alone in emptiness  
Dying without a trace  
Suffocation and hunger blinding words  
Asking them unrelenting shards  
To sink deep and tell  
The seething story of a silent hell  
That embodied this virgin life  
Romancing the edge of a rusting knife  
Letting it pierce steady and slow  
Waiting for death to seek its beau.  
 

Written by akaran
Published | Edited 22nd Apr 2011
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