|These Cold Eyes (standard:poetry, 142 words)|
|Author: bodhisattva||Added: Feb 11 2002||Views/Reads: 1768/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A love I lost many years ago.|
Close your eyes and try to live through me Think of the dreams I'll never see You used my dreams to complete yourself You raped my hopes to build your wealth The demon I have grown to love Screams for me to rise above The demon calmly awaits his chance So he can end this eternal dance My soul needs love; my fingers seek veins Memories of you breed sorrow and pain Abused by those who say they care Blackened soul which cannot bear Another rage ridden blow of hate Slowly lured to my death-bed fate If love is my only hope of life My determination wills for the knife For love has left my heart dead Visions of the past now fill my head Love is a game with no winning side The one who wins is the one who dies Tweet
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