Your beauty Decieved me

Balled up tight, my wounds are sealed
The scars are left, they never healed,
You think me insane, you think me rude,
For this unjust fact, it isn’t true,
All I wanted was eternal life, renewed,
What I got instead was, was something impossible to elude,
A pain so deep, A scar unseen,
My love is gone it cannot be,
How can something as beautiful as you be so cruel,
You took my love and played me for a fool,
I gave you my soul, I gave you my heart,
Our love was a painting, the most beautiful of art,
I should have known better
I should have been smart,
Our love should have ended straight from the start.

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Reunion Of Blood (Acrostic)

Resurrect this corpse with the shade of dying Crimson
Enter each dropp at the will of my own forsaken hand
Undo nothing for blood shall reunite us two
Nothing stands in the way of what Crimson wants
Indefinite screams I hear from the grave, Beckon me
Onto the bloody alter
Never shall this crimson vein close.

Often I shall reminisce on my sacrificial love,
For you my dear, hold what simple Crimson cannot.

Bathe in my words My veins unwillingly leak,
Let all of me course within your body
Ounce by ounce our blood collides
Often messy, watch this bloody tide,
Death shall visit one last time, to join in this reunion of Blood.

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The Skeleton Butterfly

A skeleton butterfly, Kisses my cheek,
A kiss so beautiful...so gentle....so sweet,
It floats around the air, where death has been,
Always following me, for death has always been to close to touch,
Its beautiful bones, and wings of Crimson embers, Is left as a reminder that death Lives within us all,
he'll pay you a visit the cost is small,
This beautiful creature of death, left to ponder the living,
Lost in the sarrows of humans Frightened be fear,
It clings to me for life has more meaning when Death visits and leaves,
Lost in the devils eternity,
A butterfly stays with those touched by death, forever there friend,
when the world has left.

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Kneel Before This Fictional Power

Kneel before this fictional power,
Bow to those whom stand above,
the ones whom hover over us thinking were mere pigs wallowing in filth,
While you eat as a king, remeber One day you shall be like us...
Eat your fortunes for now, They soon shall be taken, and passed around,
passing all you were, or passing around all you thought yourselves to be.

Kneel before this fictional power,
We strive for nothing you have,
Because what you have is a fiction,
Disgust filled you are, to rotten from outside, to core,
Your decay, doesn't reach us though,
It stays above poisoning all of you.

Kneel Before this fictional power
Rest upon this crimson shoulder,
Brothers and sisters remeber this day,
We begin to rise from the opressions opressed upon us,
We lift ourselves up, we gift upon the world a new day,
Love whom you love, hate whom you hate,

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