Death Becomes Us (standard:poetry, 183 words)
Author: Lori	Added: Jun 07 2009	Views/Reads: 2761/1864	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A song I wrote with my son.

Death Becomes Us 

~ 

Verse 1 

Should I cut my losses 

or slash my wrists? 

It's not worth 

feeling like this. 

Saving myself 

by dying without you 

is better then being 

your part-time screw. 

~ 

Chorus: 

Love is my sickness. 

My lustful fever. 

Was your willing captress. 

But it's not enough, 

when your eyes are sightless. 

~ 

Verse 2 

Should I win at losing 

or stand my ground? 

All the time knowing 

our future is drown. 

It was no accident 

but my mistake 

to fall for your soulless charisma. 

One I won't, ever again, make. 

~ 

Repeat Chorus: 

Love is my sickness. 

My lustful fever. 

Was your willing captress. 

But it's not enough, 

when your eyes are sightless. 

~ 

Verse 3 

I deserve better. 


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