Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Sangre

rangER dangER
full of sin;
filled with angER:

deep within       

hate yr makER
make her lose
ennd the life

u didnt choose.       

comb her hair
make her pretty
make her think

u (t)hink yr witty       

she didnt know
she didnt see
beneath her clothes

third DEgree       

she was tamed
built to last
severed veins

from sharp, cut glass       

hide yr love
mark her dead
cut her like

ud cut loose thread       

hide yr arms
yr sullen wrist
“how” they ask

a scratch: insist.       

watch that shadow
watch it dance
boiling blood

yr in a trance       

now u sing
and now u soothe
now u watch

her every move       

she dies for u
she dies for me
she dies for who

she couldnt be       

IM DEAD IM DEAD
SHE SAID SHE SAID
IM DEAD IM DEAD IM DEAD

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