Monday, September 5, 2011

Under the Sun.

My angel, my dear.
Heaven is so frighteningly near.

Oh my heart, my soul.
I know everything must take its toll.

My fear, my hate.
Please, for the sake of my sanity, please demonstrate.

Oh my love, my lust
Lets grind each other to dust.

My hands, my finger.
Teach me how to linger.

Oh my sinew, my blood.
I want to be lost in the flood.

My angel, my dear.
Take me away from here.

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