Slice

by Clarise   Nov 20, 2010


Slice of skin,
tempting blade,
sea of red,
tears of ice,
my face never changes expression,
i gave up after a while,
when i couldn't even muster a smile,
he let me fall,
down and down,
into a black hole,
that's what you get for falling again,
you can never get him out of your head,
he stays there,
with a sick smile,
waiting for me to fallow him,
deeper in my mind,
till i go insane,
to bad i remembered this after the last slice,
i bled out,
and he laughed silently in my mind....

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