Monday, November 29, 2010

Beautiful

I don't love you.
                                That's a lie;
But it's not.

                                I can't love you.
                                But I do;
So much Love.

I'm lying again.
                                No, stop that;
I'm being truthful.

I want to kill you;
                                Watch your sweet crimson,
                                Spill from your veins.

I'm just kidding,
                                Why would I want that?
I love you.

And you love me
                                But I don't love you.
                                                                I never have.

I just love watching you,
                                Your bloody corpse.
                                                                You've never been so
            Beautiful.

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