Love and Pain
Pain the word carved into his heart
Betrayed the word knifed into his back
Revenge the word slit into his throat
Lies the word stained on his bloody lips
Hollow the word scratched into his chest
Love the word written into his skin
a maze of lines stiched-up criss crossing his skin...
the murderer of his heart?....
why, he was a crash car heart...
pain was his valentine
his love...
and she? she became it all in the shape of a goddess in the rhythm of his heart...
an infection
a massacre
something perhaps he too could love...
she was criss crossed lines and stiched up scars...
she was pain in perfect rhythm....
Love she carved it on his heart....
with her own...
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