Poems
2003-09-03 || 9:53 p.m.

Dont you get scared

These knives swaying so close to your heart

Does it scare you

When i swing this giant blade of pain at you

So close but i miss

So close but i miss

If you don't is it okay if i do?

Because I'm reliving my past

Wondering what knife you've chosen

To slice and dice my heart

To cut me into pieces

Small enough to eat

To wash it down with passion

And to regurgitate it

and then eat it again

And regurgitate me

And eat me again

Would you promise not to kill me

So I can dream of you

Without you eating me

Like i dream you do

It must be hard on you

With my half-hearted kiss

I'm terribly sorry

I'm just so afraid of this

So promise not to kill me

So i can be with you

To finally stop thinking

What knife that you might choose

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