Thursday, March 18, 2010

Dead.

Of course i'm dead.
Of course you're dead.
i didn't kill you,
But i think i could have helped.

Yet here you are,
Lying in my arms
And i don't care if i cry
You are here with me.

There is nothing better
Than you in my arms
Though i helped to end
Your life, you are here.

i ripped, you ripped
We both shredded apart
In the cold, cold night
Waiting for the tearing to stop.

The tearing brought blood
Some color to bring satisfaction
To our unfeeling bodies,
Unfeeling wounds in our feeling hearts.

Of course i'm dead.
You ignored the cost
Of the pain, you enjoyed
Every last minute.

In the cold, this is us
i'm not ashamed
Are you ashamed?
This is peace at last.

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