Agonizing Bliss Poem by Dead Beat Poet
Agonizing Bliss
I want to drink your blood,
as it drips from your eye.
It let's me live longer,
and gets me high.
You are now my victim,
and you thought it was love.
I put you on,
like a hand in a glove.
It's time to say goodbye,
there will be no mercy in this.
For you this is agony,
for me it is bliss.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye
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