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this is even before the romance. before anything had a chance to go to shit.

Submitted:May 13, 2010    Reads: 42    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

these radioactive liquid
i am a vial
just your size
ribbons ribbons ribbons
i am
words to the unwise
shred, shred. shred me
with those
razor eyes
longwinded, but now speechless
i am turned
exposed from the insides
to what i truly was
and was not
safety was the only hazard
the last thought
it wasnt right
sorry only cuts me
through your razor eyes
burning in my thighs
i realize
a word to the wise
my doors alive
my clothes my house my windows
all have minds
they creak, crumple slip off and sigh
around, above, beside
your razor eyes
wrap your arms around me
and hold me there
i saw your
razor eyes
but dreaming, i dont care
the only nightmare here
is the sun
in on me.
it smiles
only to patronize
my childish schemes
i wake, serene
screaming underneath
your razor eyes
they cut me.


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