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Iíve torn down heaven.
Leaving a black hole from which angels fall.
I donít see anything now, say what has to be said.

You grabbed my hand,
my skin fell away.
I can still hear your screams.

If this is my hell,
You are my Satan.
That fire between us
consumes the world.

Iíve left myself behind ,
searching for something new.
A new addiction,
A different means of destruction.

I grabbed at your lips,
hoping for a less violent
A new hope to lessen my pain.
You found only my ghost in your touch.

If I fell asleep,
My body would leave,
walk away and drift through
our times.
Frowning at our losses.

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The following comments are for "my skin and my ends"

This caught me really. 'You are my Satan' is so strong a line it made my heart leap. 'I grabbed at your lips' made me twitch, it wasn't that less violent. I love your take on hellish fantasy. I like angels, even the fallen ones.

( Posted by: PETERPAULINO [Member] On: October 18, 2004 )

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