The Blood & The Bones

I wish it bothered him to go to bed without a goodnight as much as it bothers me. I don’t think it ever will though. I know this just like I know a lot of things he doesn’t say .. Like how I love him more than he loves me. LL~

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there was not one fucking thing right about us except that we were madly, dangerously, irreversibly, passionately, unconditionally, insanely, undeniably in love LL~

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Fuck, I still love you. LL~

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you are an addiction this craving,  it taunts me like heroin, I feen for the way you love me and the way you hurt me I know you need it too like magnets we are drawn together we are monsters, deviants, we are wicked yet cunning enough to fool those around us we feed on…

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I could not show you love The way I was So I let you cut into me So you could find it   LL~ the blood & the bones

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And the greatest poetry I’ve ever written was simply I love you LL~ the blood & the bones

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Straddled thighs Your bare skin You hand me the knife And so it begins Slow and steady The L The I The N The D is tricky with its curves But I work slowly to make it perfect Blood slips down your skin Like spilled paint from my canvas The brightest red You wanted this…

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You think I’m not thinking of you and sometimes I’m not. But most of the type you’re there in some form.. in the back of my mind. The thoughts of us. What we would be. What we could’ve been. What we’ll never be…. because sometimes or maybe most of the time or probably all of…

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I boarded up the windows put caution tape on the door I left the house of you and me like many times before but this time it is abandoned this time it is condemned for I can’t make a happy home for a man who won’t move in   LL~ the blood & the bones…

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I can’t wait for you Unless you ask me to Please ask me to LL~ the blood & the bones

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