stalker

May 30, 2008 2:22am CST
everyday, you speak i listen to the litany of your demented heart i read you, your fragmented thoughts, your broken spirit and i wait eagerly for each drop of your words, drinking the emotions which i have always been addicted to but one day soon you will see that hell can never take away what is meant for heaven and you will write again words that are lush with the smell or rose petals and sweet red wine no more elegy of your past no more erratic, confused paintings in the sky still i will be here lurking in my own darkness drowing in your stream of tears...
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@underdogtoo (9599)
• Philippines
31 May 08
What can I say, there is pain and there is darkness. I can see some emotions that keep one in a deadly embrace. Will one ever be free of such?
1 Jun 08
for one addicted to such kind of emotion, there is no freedom in it. it is like being a willing victim.