My heart is trembling, my hands are beating.
I love you. I love you.
You’re black and blue, and milk and moon.
I love you. I love you.
My arms are ropes around your neck.
I love you. I love you.
My fingers grope your broken back.
I love you. I love you.
Your heart is here within my hands.
I love you. I love you.
You’re bleeding over the bed stand.
I love you. I love you.
I smile with your lips to mine.
I love you. I love you.
And kiss you like you’re my suicide.
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My Poems
My poems or short stories, will be different than any other. Maybe more horror, I don't know, what do you think? Comment. Don't Steal. Don't Copy.
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