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ANOTHER COLD AND BITTER NIGHT

Posted by L.G.OLSON Posted on: 08/19/07

ANOTHER COLD AND BITTER NIGHT

WHAT IS BROKEN CANNOT BE FIXED,

NOT WITH A HUG NOR WITH A KISS.

NOT WITH FLOWERS OR GENTAL HAND,

NOT WITH ANYTHING YOU'D UNDERSTAND.

NOT WITH PASSION NOR A HEATED RUSH,

NOT WITH ANYTHING, YOU BROKE THE TRUST.

SHAME IS YOURS FOR GIVING THE PAIN,

SHAME YOU DON'T FEEL FOR PLAYING SUCH GAMES.

SHAME IS YOUR SOUL AND INSIDE OUR BED,

SHAME IS A PAIN YOU LEFT IN MY HEAD.

ONE THAT IS SCARED AND SO FULL OF TEARS,

ONE THAT'S SEEN PAIN ALL OF THESE YEARS.

ANGRY AND COLD , A SOUL BURN'T TILL DEAD,

I AM THE NIGHTMARE YOU CARRY IN YOUR PITIFUL HEAD.

DREAMS OF RELENTLESS PAIN AND REMORSE,

MY REVENGE WILL BE MY RECOURSE.

THERE ARE NOT DRUGS THAT CAN TAKE THIS AWAY,

I AM THE POISON YOU PUSH IN YOUR VIENS.

MMMTAKE A TASTE OF THIS SWEET KISS,

THE TASTE OF YOUR BLOOD IS WHAT I WILL MISS.

TENDER AND SWEET AND SO FULL OF PLEASURE,

I'M LAUGHING NOW , YOUR SOUL MY TREASURE.

I HOLD IN MY HANDS A SIMPLE PLAN,

THE DEATH OF FRAILTY AND SIMPLE MAN.

I BOW TO NOONE IN THIS MY PRIVATE WAR,

I'VE WATCHED YOU CAREFULLY AND AWAIT THE SCORE.

I AM NOT OVER THE BETRAYAL IT SEEMS,

BUT YOU ARE DEAD IN MY DREAMS.

HAUNTING YOUR BODY, TOUCHING YOUR SKIN,

I BIT MY LIP AND WANT TO TEAR IN.

GRIPPING YOUR FLESH WITH SUCH HEATED RUSH,

RIPPING IT OUT AND WATCHING IT MUSH.

SUCH A PITY TO LOSE A MAN LIKE YOU,

WHO WILL I PLAY WITH, WHAT WILL I DO.

YOUR SUCH A MAN TO BRING OUT THE ANIMAL IN ME,

I HOPE YOU ARE HAPPY WITH ALL YOU CAN SEE.

NEVER HAVE HOPE, NEVER HAVE FEAR,

NEVER FEEL THE PAIN OF HAVING YOU HERE.

NEVER TASTE YOUR FLESH EVER AGAN,

I FEEL THE RELIEF COME FROM WITHIN.

STAREING AND SMILEING AT WHAT I HAVE DONE,

WHIPPING THE BLOOD CAREFULLY FROM MY TOUGNE.

SITTING COLDLY UPON YOUR SILENT CHEST,

THIS IS THE WAY I LIKE IT, BEING ON TOP IS THE BEST

I THOUGHT THIS WOULD HURT AND I'D FEEL GRIEF,

I FEEL NOTHING AS I BURY YOU NICE AND DEEP.

MMMM.I LOVE YOU, I NEED YOU, BUT YOUR BETTER OFF DEAD,

INSTEAD OF HAVING YOUR VIOCE HAUNTING MY HEAD.

 

 


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