I cannot bring myself to do this,
All the blue skin's gone white.
(And if you were a dream,
I was your nightmare.
The sweetest terror
You always wanted.)
Embalming fluids enter quickly,
You seem so unresponsive.
(When you screamed my name,
It wasn't pleasure.
But the horror that follows reason.
You were a wilted orchid in the graveyard,
And I the cortege of desire.)
Your eyes are clouded over and gray,
All of your little scabs with lipstick kiss marks.
Opened my weary eyes to see you,
Now I know that you're the only one.
Ashes to dust, dust unto loneliness.
If I let you stay beside me,
I know we'll never let the time float by on consummation.
(You always knew I had a dark side,
But never thought it would consume you.)
Your wanton eyes, hymeneal lips.
They scream guilty, guilty me.
(Not that it matters to have justice,
Only sheep need the rod of a shepherd.
You said that true love comes from within,
Took you apart to see if I could trust you.)
Your hands go stiff and cold and dead.
All of your little scabs with salivation trails.
Opened my weary eyes to see you,
Now I know that you're the only one.
Her mouth was an open grave.
Shadows spill into empty places,
Hide my face among the maskless.
Demise was never a proper closure.
Your eyes are clouded over and gray,
All of my observations still amount to nothing.
Opened my weary eyes to see you,
Now I know that you're the only one.
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