It doesn't hurt me - do you wanna know how it feels?

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~ Just a little poem ~

There?s no real love for people like me
Only distance, suspicion and rejection.
What about me?
What about the thoughts,
The feelings of mine?
What about my feelings, especially those for you,
Gentle incubus?
Emotional hunger that can?t be allayed
Flashing teeth & gentle claws,
Ripping away this innocent flesh.
Taking away what I needed so much,
Tearing apart my soul and my life,
Thrilling me to the core of my heart.
...
Hurting.
Bleeding.
Longing.
Waiting.
Crying...
...
Where have you been during those damned centuries
While I supped the pestilent air of emotional captivity?
Why haven?t you heard my craving prayers?
Where did you hide while I longed for your kiss
That would have made my mentally death
A welcomed, delightful festival?

There?s no real love for people like me....
Nowhere.
Never.

Close my eyes, sepulchre me next to the Ocean
So that in a millennia I?ll become one of those
White crests which you liked, which you adored so much
For their innocence and their beauty?
In that way, I could at least become something
Akin to one of the things you loved...
White crests, existing just to regale you...
All my love... just for you.
4.10.05 00:18
 


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