Her head leaned back and she gave in -
I have committed yet another sin;
Her eyes rolled back and her breath stopped -
Could only see her reflection in the glass she dropped.
Her muscles once tense now like cashmere -
No one would ever know I've even been here;
Her lips flushed with life for the last time -
In a morbid way, I've made thou forever mine.
Thy mouth half opened, I've sealed it with a kiss -
I wish things wouldn't have to end like this,
But if I can't have thou then no one shall ever do -
I'm not insane; I just have a different point of view.
If thy smiles are not meant for me
Then thou shan't ever smile again, sweetie;
If thy flirts are not for my pleasure
Then thou shall tease no one - never.
If thy perfection isn't built for me
Then in imperfection I shall bury thee;
If thy love isn't weaved for my heart
Then it shall rot in the underground's dark.
Thy skin so pale... much to my delight;
Thy body so lifeless - such wonderful sight;
I could have loved thou with so much passion,
But now thou art mine forever - my darkest obsession.
