The air suffocating me, with invisible hands around my throat
Each breath like a bittersweet ecstasy
Slowly stealing my life in whispers, Making death something sexual.
The inevitability of this my last moment's.
That I welcome with open arm's, To at last be in the embrace of the goddess.
Or whatever lies waiting for me on the other side.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
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By GraveLove at 11:20 PM
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you should feel your godess embrace right now... and with her sweet touch of strength let the deep of life swallow you (more or less like Alice falling in the hole... that really is desturbing and sexual)... hehehe
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