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Schizokardia
I want you,
I love you.
Leave me alone.
You hurt me.
Desert me…
But please, don’t go.
You bastard,
You coward,
I hate you so.
I tried for you,
I cried for you,
The blade moves so slow.
Hold me,
Console me,
Put me down.
Hug me close,
Fashion a rose
Into a crown…
Lock me away
From the light of day,
I just want to be free.
Don’t ever let me go,
I hate you, though.
I want to see you bleed.
You’re so wonderful.
This razor is dull.
As dull as your blue-green eyes.
I want to taste your lips,
Feel your hips,
And drink in all your lies.
I spit at thee,
You can’t fool me,
We see what you are…
You’re hideous,
Insidious;
I’m your dying Rose Noir.
I love you.
Leave me alone.
You hurt me.
Desert me…
But please, don’t go.
You bastard,
You coward,
I hate you so.
I tried for you,
I cried for you,
The blade moves so slow.
Hold me,
Console me,
Put me down.
Hug me close,
Fashion a rose
Into a crown…
Lock me away
From the light of day,
I just want to be free.
Don’t ever let me go,
I hate you, though.
I want to see you bleed.
You’re so wonderful.
This razor is dull.
As dull as your blue-green eyes.
I want to taste your lips,
Feel your hips,
And drink in all your lies.
I spit at thee,
You can’t fool me,
We see what you are…
You’re hideous,
Insidious;
I’m your dying Rose Noir.
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