Ebath13

Ok i tricked you this isnt a poem but i would like to say one or two things... FIRST. poetry is a form of expression, not english class. if you ...

Suffer me a kiss, darling and offer me your death. Blood before wine, the scream in your eyes is all that I love- life and death are one. Come with ...

Why, I'm going crazy Dreams in black and white My dead end senses See, hear, suffer (Imagine?) A kiss in my sleep Here it is My crazy dark love Why ...

I am but a Marionette- He is my puppet-master, Pulling my strings. Tripping over my feet, Weak as a rag doll. Pull my heart-strings again And help me back up. ...