The Death Of MeA Poem by Victoria ThorntonHeard this in an awesome movie
Mad.
Mad thoughts. Crazy, twisted. Mad obsession, you sicken me. Your so beautiful love. I grind you into a soft fine powder, and inhale you. Then I lick you off my finger tips. New love, answer me. Your face brings me death everyday, and everyday I can't wait to die. Bury me now love, bury me now..
© 2010 Victoria ThorntonAuthor's Note
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