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True Desire
The desire blossoms in heart and mind.
You know it's sick and wrong, but now's not the time to reflect.
This desire you have always been fast to neglect.
In your mind, the blood reaches you, you realize the desire is true.
Grabbing the knife, contemplating if you should. . If you could.
Thinking of all the blood, you shudder.
Now all you want to do is gut her.
Your mind whirs and you already know how. . the time, the place, and maybe even who. .
No one knew this was you. . but the desire is so true.
You know it's sick and wrong, but now's not the time to reflect.
This desire you have always been fast to neglect.
In your mind, the blood reaches you, you realize the desire is true.
Grabbing the knife, contemplating if you should. . If you could.
Thinking of all the blood, you shudder.
Now all you want to do is gut her.
Your mind whirs and you already know how. . the time, the place, and maybe even who. .
No one knew this was you. . but the desire is so true.
Published 9th Nov 2011
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10th Nov 2011 1:37am
Anticipation of death is worse than death it's self. Death can be erotic in description. Their is alot of desire in death. In the loved ones and the hated. In the end the desire is still their as you have said. I felt the desire as you have. Good wirte!
10th Nov 2011 2:19am
