Thursday, 17 May 2012

I havent tasted red like this in a long time

A beautiful red in the black of night,
your blood tastes beautiful on my lips.


I lick it, like an open wound should sting,
I feel it, like an open wound should hurt,
I understand, like a brain should exercise daily.


Alright,
cool,
whatever.
Same here.

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