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Lie to me
and I will,
eventually,
believe those endearing phrases.

Drug me
and I will,
with a yawn,
fall into your embraces.

Beat me
and I will,
through my sobs,
assure that
I am yours.

There is still blood
running through my veins,
and my lips still form words,
but this cheek you are caressing
is a hollow one,
and my body but a shell.

And I will
never understand
why you would want to love a ghost
like me.
©2004-2009 ~Fancydelic
:iconfancydelic:

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:iconleolekia:
very emotional. i also really like the rythm.

~Leo

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Dan, I will always remember that day. Mandla, you where always so nice. A great friend. RIP
:iconelechan:
Great work here, keep it up :)

--
And lie in the bed you've made ophelia
Dry are the lips that lost their taste of love
Drown in the waters that would give you life
Cry as this lamentation thrusts its knife
:iconmoonshinehollow:
wow thats amazing and i can really see what your saying.
awesome poem!
:iconfancydelic:
Thank you so much! And than you for the favorite! It's my first.

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