The End

By Miztaken4beauty

I let my lips caress your skin,
I touch and steal your soul again.
You cry, you moan, and beg, and plead,
Full of self loathing and bottomless need.

I push you down in a press of lips,
connected bodies with grinding hips,
I love and hate and die again,
Pull you deeper into my sin.

I pin you down and meet your eyes,
It's done, decided. I let you rise.
You cling and cry and promise, and lie.
Wasted words, I'm hollow inside.

I lay and wait, I watch you leave.
One more day I have to decieve,
To pretend I'm holding up just fine,
Torn asunder and just sublime.

I walk in silence and never show,
The secret you can never know,
That I love you like she never could,
but from day one, I understood.

I'm a Sinner but my wounds are fresh,
a broken heart and tattooed flesh,
I've seen the world and learned many things,
Now I'll fly with my own wings.

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Copyright 2010 Miztaken4beauty
Published on Wednesday, March 24, 2010.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: I've come to find that rhyming without sounding forced is really difficult, and you've done it beautifully. I really sincerely enjoyed reading this. Thankyou.

  • Virgils Vigil On Wednesday, May 11, 2011, Virgils Vigil (75)By person wrote:

    I really enjoyed this. Thanks for sharing. Great flow. Scholar

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