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sorry i havent set one up for awhile (to those you actually read them) lately i have only been writing in swedish. so it takes me longer to transate into english.


He sees her there
lying dead with
her face to the ground
her throat slashed
from left to write
just like each of
her bloody wrists

her eyes covered with
black make- up so her once
bright clue eyes pierced through
he notices they were once
clouded with sadness and dispair

now she is dead
and her body cold as ice
her eyes seem to smile
for she wanted this death

she knew that would be
the only way she could
truely be happy, for within
Death there is no despair,
love, or feelings to get in the way
there is nothing, like sleep
with out a dream

sleep with out dreams
is only a black fog
for the same is death

when life ends completely
some welcome it, while
others fear it
they fear the nothingness
when it should be embrased

she lies ther dead
with her now cold blood
surrounding her icy body
without a soul anny longer

he cries tears of blood,
his salty now all dried up,
wishing for her to come back
For he needs her thoughts,
actions, warmth, and life

he spies upon the blade
that his beauty has
slit on herself

with his hands all bloody
from his tears of heartache
he picks it up and slits
down his cheeks that the
crimson tears have streamed
and stained

gradually he slides it across
his wrists, for the final slice
he guides the dagger around
his soft, tender throat
with a smile on his face
and blood dripping down
his chin and throat
now he can be as elated
as she is in death

he gave up his every
breath so they could
be together as they lie there
both dead from the dagger
they now finally be as they wish
alone together forever