DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote,

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Warning, poetry.

I was weak as a kitten when you took me in,
Wearing my heart in the lines on my skin,
Taking candy from strangers wherever I could;
Stranger, I thought you might do me some good.

Talking with you was like sinking in sand,
Trying to follow as you held my hand.
I mastered your language; I taught you my own.
You said beautiful things, when we were alone.

Whispers and kisses and blood red on black.
I let you take over; I couldn't fight back,
And your rock-and-roll smile became part of my life;
In one hand a glass, in the other, a knife...


I know how tacky that '...' at the end is, but it's only there because I think there are a couple more verses floating around out there somewhere, I swear. :)


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