Last resort..

Aug 30, 2004 01:20

..this is.

The blood howls through your pores and whispers dark secrets to your brain sending it reeling. When it does there is no recourse. IT must worm it's way out somehow.
So bleed these on to paper hoping the rush will abate and leave my life intact. Paper.. screen.. out out somewhere.

Pouring out this energy onto you
You will take your fill and leave me wanting
listen to the blood move
A kiss is not enough
when there is so much more
When I want you to..
make me dream
make me scream
drive this power of me
into the visible world
where we both can see
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