You Cannot Fuck with Fate
You and I are so Jaded
You and I are forever in this darkness
You are the King of my anguish
as you are my pain and needles
As I am the Queen of your contrabanded diversion
and we're rusted from the rain
The more I am forever bounded,
the more I am becoming rusted from thy lust.
The more I need your body
but there is nothing left of my heart to be salvaged
in this pain
The more I lust for your blood
the more I become the queen of the wilds.
The more I want to taste your bones
As you beat me with the chains.
I want your tears
As crush me like a flower
I am the mistress of the darkness,
As you dissect me until my red blood runs down into the drain
I circle you as the predator in Egypt
Because I am the Queen of cowards
I take your hand, and I'll take you to the kingdom of my body
As you shackled in a Graveyard and you leave me to decay.
I place my finger of your lip and tell you not to worry,
Among the broken mirrors, I don't feel any pain
I show you the beauty of Dismay
Because I am your Queen of Pain
Come my little solider, into my world
As I beat you with my chains
My king of cowards.
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Venus of Glass
PoetryAn exquisite selection of classically dark poetry there will go along with the season red wine cold and dark winters days ahead nothing better than drinking red wine or white other cocoa crawled up somewhere comfortable reading dark gloomy poetry fo...
