I woke you up from a waking nightmare I stood you up on our corpse love affair I stripped you down and spread you apart I fed my hunger on your bleeding heart I carried you home to our beautiful grave And drank from you once more like a loyale slave I filled the room with the insence of your burning skin And bowed down to you to give you the rest of my sin I stood there bathed in red like raindrops dripping from my hand You asked me to love you so I loved you as much as I can
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Posted: Dec 2009
About this poem:
I don't really know what this is about. I had a dream when I was 14 and wrote this in my sleep. I just found it and thought' hey I should post this' but after reading it back I'm not so sure.