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May 25th, 2003 [Jun. 28th, 2004|03:18 pm]
The Last Light Of Day...
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[temptressdrea]
[music |"New Sensation" INXS]




"Thief" May 25th, 2003

I am a thief of nothing real
A silent testament to the truth
A midwife and widow of fate
I wander
I stole passion away from the one that never saw it
And I was the only piece of romanticism.
A youthful innocence mixed with knowledge
Clothed in the robes of a dream
Sheer, taunting her viewers
Haunting the man that created her.
I am that man's vision of taboo
So attractive
So lonely
We connected in the night with a touch
Poetic were the words and the scratches, bites, and moans
So quietly I laid there,
Feeling every beat and wane and wax
Before we cared what anyone found
It was all a secret to us,
We lived there
In a quiet world that made the sun burn and the night glisten
Holding our sacred bowl to our cheeks to catch the tears that fell
We drank of that rain from the heavens,
Enjoyed being cast out of society
We were the only ones alive those nights
And all along I wanted you.
All the days I prayed "Goddess,"
Then, nothing was real.
Not even the thought of you,
The scent of spent breath and the taste of heat were false again and long removed.
Our world was torn from it's foundations,
It's wheels began to spin and we sped down the highway,
Escaping.
Night was dead.
Clouds became the companion of the weak cast from their garden.
Our world became plastic and concrete, and undeserving of the climactic rush you represented.
Only the rain was real.
Only the rain was real when I said that the wealth of my emotion was held in my love for you.
Please accept this as my apology
Ma amore,
Still know that I exist.
I am the one that lives, that breathes, that dies for the search of something like you.
I'll bleed for the sake of bleeding for you,
Cheat for the sake of cheating life for you.
I will show the world that these conventions aren't what matter.
That little girl that had the bedroom eyes of a woman still holds that shrine in her heart and will never live by those rules.
I'll break free.
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