Voices Echo
K.N. Lee
Voices echo inside my head
My love is dead
Until...
I say, "Go!"
Our time has ended...
Unless...
I join him...
As I watch him sleep
In my bed
In my bed
He's a beautiful creature
So pale and white
His best feature
Is his will and might
He's no longer real...
But I see him
I feel him
As a hand reaches out to caress his face
His blue eyes open
And he comes closer...
For a taste
Of my innocent beauty
Pure heart
And soul
And soul
This figment of my imagination
Swallows me whole
It consumes
And dooms me
To an eternity
Of lonesome
Agony
Agony
My love is dead
His shadow cries
I sorely dread
The pain in his eyes
Thinking of
A life without him
I sorely dread
The pain in his eyes
Thinking of
A life without him
Looking up
The stars seem so dim
He cannot be free
His love
His love
Will linger with me
Until...
I say, "Go!"
With salty tears
Then, he'll know
Our time has ended...
This doomed love suspended
Unless...
I join him...
On a red-hot bloody whim
Sharp knife
And purple-pulsing vein
Death with him
Is better than a life of this pain
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