Post by strangeclouds on Mar 9, 2005 16:17:36 GMT -5
I gripped it too tightly, just to watch you wince
you hold it, like this.[/i]
With it cocked to my throat
I sank my teeth in...
Immature ejaculation, a public display of rejection-
'Don't worry baby, it happens to all the guys...
at least it's semi-automatic...'
'Just- stick it in your mouth'
I. will. swallow. you. whole.
Within arms,
your tongue flattened out
uncurling from darkness...
a concrete smile-
but not for much longer...
gagged muffled laughter
clips your chin
scraping your teeth along the way
rubbing away the rest of your face
and I just can't look away.
Bullets?
I've got handfulls
as I emptied out my pockets,
cold in my possesion...
They float like gray angels-
sing softer than .:dust:.
winding through the waves, that wind. me. up.
Burning in the atmosphere.
*Blank!* youre limited.
Every word stood in line,
all waiting for their turn to speak-
still trying to rid yourself
of the loose thoughts that clink in your head...
The words stopped at your teeth.
They never made a move-
judging from that empy hole in your face.
Slammed against the floor,
your insides fell from my fingertips
erased you off the wall-
and you fell...
silent.
Blood welled up in your empy shell
'Still smoking I see...' ha.
And all you asked for, was a blow to the head...
You of course, had no reply.
And I...
changed the sheets.
Forget you ever called me angel.
Remember- that I always fucked missionary.
Weapon of mass destruction?
don't. make. me. laugh.
But-
I promise.
I promise,
I will make you a home
in a nice little velvet box
and I will watch you lay silent,
after the fire...
has worn down.
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#nosmileys
you hold it, like this.[/i]
With it cocked to my throat
I sank my teeth in...
Immature ejaculation, a public display of rejection-
'Don't worry baby, it happens to all the guys...
at least it's semi-automatic...'
'Just- stick it in your mouth'
I. will. swallow. you. whole.
Within arms,
your tongue flattened out
uncurling from darkness...
a concrete smile-
but not for much longer...
gagged muffled laughter
clips your chin
scraping your teeth along the way
rubbing away the rest of your face
and I just can't look away.
Bullets?
I've got handfulls
as I emptied out my pockets,
cold in my possesion...
They float like gray angels-
sing softer than .:dust:.
winding through the waves, that wind. me. up.
Burning in the atmosphere.
*Blank!* youre limited.
Every word stood in line,
all waiting for their turn to speak-
still trying to rid yourself
of the loose thoughts that clink in your head...
The words stopped at your teeth.
They never made a move-
judging from that empy hole in your face.
Slammed against the floor,
your insides fell from my fingertips
erased you off the wall-
and you fell...
silent.
Blood welled up in your empy shell
'Still smoking I see...' ha.
And all you asked for, was a blow to the head...
You of course, had no reply.
And I...
changed the sheets.
Forget you ever called me angel.
Remember- that I always fucked missionary.
Weapon of mass destruction?
don't. make. me. laugh.
But-
I promise.
I promise,
I will make you a home
in a nice little velvet box
and I will watch you lay silent,
after the fire...
has worn down.
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#nosmileys