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Anatomy of a Curse

Anatomy of a curse Let it be so Let it come to your turn These dark hallucinations of my mind The hope that your lips burn When you kiss some other Your deepest hazel eyes to lose color When you see it’s not me Cry out loud in anguish When you think of the love we made Rashes ravage that flawless skin With every touch that isn’t mine Ash gray to your fleece of jet black hair I wish it to be now The same pallor of what you left behind Since they no longer cascade over me Let those nimble fingers never feel sensations Those fingers that once entwined with mine Slip from your palm every coin you ever hold Know you how it is to be bereft of all you ever owned Skip a thousand beats of that dead cold heart you carry Every time my name is told Ghouls and vampires call on you In the dead of every night When this world retires to its slumber See how it feels to live Your life six hundred feet under How the full moon now shines but not for its purpose before Those kisses we shared in its glow are ours no more Walk to where you want, run so you can hide I pray my memories hound you Let them never leave your side No church or temple to give you relief Dance your ways with Satan Go round and round and round Such a lovely couple you’d make Always room for some common ground Rejoice in rebirth, I am fully woken The spell you had cast is finally broken Now live the way that I did Have your remaining years be wasted And let you languish through days and see Then and only then Will you discover, lover The true meaning of the word misery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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