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MY BLOODLESS VALENTINE

Blood pouring from my veins,

color of wine,

tears falling from my eyes,

they are just mine.

 

Pools forming of my anger,

want it no more

back alley my coat hanger,

falls to the floor.

 

Life drifting from my lies,

no sooul to care,

no caring for good byes,

wrist torn and bare.

*

You dancing in the light,

I see you peek,

I'm watching from a height,

my heart you seek.

 

We're moving way too fast,

my flaws you see,

my crying will not last,

as you hold me.

 

They're taking from your life,

blood deep dark red,

you're slashing with a knife,

things left unsaid.

*

We're making a place now,

for now right here,

not careing why or how,

jus so you're near.

 

You touching me is real,

this can not be,

your beating heart I feel,

your eyes I see.

 

I'm letting the pain die,

it's hard to do,

my loving you is why,

I can't lose you.

Written By Mark Adams

1996

-FOR JASON-