Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Phantom Pain

Around, all around, the sinister creatures gather.
My dread grows as a dagger of
 your words falls against my heart.
It mutilates me, and darkly my 
 vitae drips
 to cold, uncaring tombstones.
In a haze of shock I cry out
 while oblivion looms.
 Now alone, my love falls upon
 bloody eyes.

This is because of you.

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