Bleeding Hearts

by Disenchanted   Nov 17, 2007


Just sit there for a moment.
Don't even blink
and shut your eyes
so you don't have to blink.
Allow me to take oyu to a world,
of horror and fear
a world so cold
where in the corner grows mold

Like I said imagine:
Blood spilled on the walls
imagine a body
stab wounds surrounding where it falls
a pool of blood lays before a man
A puddle of i t snaking around her heels
The woman looks at her hands
and fails to understand

Lights flash throught he living room window
and the girl [Now pronounced a widow]
Flees the house
As they examine my body
This job they call art
You just witnessed a murder
and the Vvictim is my heart.

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