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dead june
By cut dagger cut
i'm spilling my blood onto this canvas
i'm using my wrists to paint a portrait for you
i'm hanging my heart from a tree
but i'm still stabbing my way through
murder for love
a butterfly for a gun
bullet for her lung
suicide for a love...
in this spotlight
ruined moments are forever
i hope i'm dying somewhere
apologies are such a bore
such a waste of time
my spilled blood dries to what you'll see
a portrait of a dying tree
blood is soaking into the leaves
and all that you've done to me
and now every fucking june
will remind me of you
and how i wished i could've killed you
because your poison was beauty
and i was nothing
every fucking june
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Copyright 2004 cut dagger cut
Published on Sunday, February 22, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "dead june"
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A former member wrote:
Beautiful emotion. It's fucking genius work. Amazing. ~Wish Upon A Star
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On Sunday, February 22, 2004, purr_verse
(1059)
wrote:
some powerful lines and imagery in this. nice work. purr
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On Sunday, February 22, 2004, Lynaes
(859) wrote:
So intriguing and imaginative, as I was reading this I really enjoyed where it was taking me. A really awesome write. ~L
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On Sunday, February 22, 2004, capt_funguy
(778) wrote:
so exciting to read ... carries you through ... leaving you guilty and fucked over at the same time . powerful stream.... funguy
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