martes, 2 de febrero de 2010

Ashtray heart.

You took a jump into forever
A leap of faith I could not take
A promise that I could not make.

We were alone before we met
No more forlorn than one could get
How could we know we have found treasure?
How sinister and how correct.

I tore the muscle from your chest
And used it to stub out cigarettes
I listened to your screams of pleasure
And I watch the bedsheets turn blood red.

My ashtray heart.

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