Beneath the NightA Poem by LivingDeathBody to body beneath the night the arch of your back in the pale moon light, these hands that brush your velvet thighs will never let you feel goodbye. One million lights crash into shore we lay here on this white sand floor, a kiss for every star we see the crickets sing to our hearts so free. But lets take it back for story's sake back when hell was all but fake, when smiles came from razor blades to give us scars that never fade. Back when life was all but bright like our hearts, the black of night, tormented, abused, never loved lost all faith in a world above. But then one day I felt a pain and from the dark a shadow came, broke and bleeding from the wrist my angel whom I once had kissed. And time went on to sew our hearts into one another's arms, initials carved into our soul healed the scars the past would hold. Now we lay beneath the night under stars and pale moon light, peaceful sleep away from harm knotted in each others arms.
© 2011 LivingDeathAuthor's Note
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Added on June 27, 2011Last Updated on June 27, 2011 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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