Bride Of Death©

by unprotected lover   May 24, 2005


She exhales her breath
as she looks into the mirror
she wipes her face of shame
and goes to meet her terror

Hes dressed in outfit of black
He drags her into the room to kiss her
she turnes her head, how can she do this
but this is something she has to do

she follows down her already marked path
she doesnt know what to do
her life is made of miseary and mistakes
she wants to be with you

she squints at her unknown future
what has she done wrong
everything she chooses ends up in disasters
Her life is long gone

He leaves bruises all over her body
she can't escape his violent anger
as he pulls her close to him
her life too close to harm

She sneeks into the bathroom
and got out her sheers
she pushes it against the skin
and begins to cut her flesh

she keeps tearing at her skin
and doesnt stop
the blood running down her arm
isn't stopped

she lies down on the bed
and kisses him goodnight
she loved him
but his too strong anger...

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