Taking Her Love
All I can do is watch as her heart breaks
and her dreams spill on to the floor.
She is hurting,
My heart bleeds
We drip warm blood together.
Our hot tears slide and intertwine
down our rosey cheeks.
Our bodies thrown together,
limbs in all the wrong places.
All the pain and dark circles
that highlight her red swollen eyes.
All gone
Worth nothing
Wasted
Gained nothing
Death takes their victim leaving her to grieve
Copyright © Jenna Butts | Year Posted 2007
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