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– A Killers’ Love/A Lovers’ Kill –

“Rusted lovers,”

You said,

“…the smell of lust,
and things I wish
I could remember.”

You cut your lips in joker smiles
and kiss me red with a bleeding heart.
The twist of me that adores your scars
will stitch you back together
when you are torn,
hold your heart together
when you are worn,
for mending this flesh is easy;
it is the feeling of loving you
that is so much harder.

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