26 Apr 2008


Two extremes collided.
Passionate as always.
Seeking death.
Wanting life.

There are broken plates all over the floor.
Marks on arms, legs and chest.
Your wrist, my breast.
Blood on the knife.

Life is now
I am real.

Do not challenge me.
I will fight back.
Even for you.
I do not fear.

Nothing to lose,
but you.

And yes, I would...

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