Memories
Memories of your hair like silk,
Spots, on your beautiful skin...
Whenever I look at the sky, I imagine...
My lips, all over your tighs,
Your body, the most precious map
The x on it, all that I have left...
The cold frozen shower of your emerald stare,
Burn my soul with lust and hate,
I want to break you, and make you...
Over and over again.
Lose myself into the salty drops of your sweat
Feast upon your perversions,
Like a crow, upon the dead.
Run, live, enjoy your life...
But, remember...
You have lost your soul... into my eyes.
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