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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005

Cede

Amaranthine Fetish

Your mind is calling
I hear you cry
In the dead of night
A chill in my soul
No tears here I'm bleeding
Shared my life
My pent up hate
Your arms enfold
The sweet sting of blood in my eye
Sharing our need
A nightmare vision
Inside your mind
Chained to your feelings
The freezing breath
Of another's end
I'll help with the bleeding
Our fears open up
In our hearts at night
Our tears absolve
The warmth of our death
As we lie in bliss
Our love takes hold
Surrender

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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