CLOCK WORK
I'm hurt like clock work
A rain that will never go away as long as their is pain
Oh the shame that holds me in Dark Angels lust
I don't want to cry you see that is weakness in Dark Angels eye's
I'm along most of the time
Locked away with no hope of an escape
I sit around with my black velvet gown with red roses
in my black hair
Lips silk red and my eyes as blue as they could get
My bed is ready to be played in of lustful sin
When darkness descends on my light skin
and the Moon shines on dim
Dark Angel wants to party
Scattered pieces of my soul lying around just to be found
to gather up again
I can her a knocking at my door
Just to find Dark Angel wanting more
I can feel his lust creeping upon me
His hunger his needs for me
His breath, his eyes on my every move
His cold touch of death
this fight is a fight I could never win
His darkness mad it's way in
It has consumed me
I felt I couldn't breath his lust is all over me
His voice has soften by telling me a story
how much he waited to find his Dark Angel
Dark Angel exclaimed
When I found you Moonlight
It was the best thing that ever happened to me
In my darken life
Then he looked at me and proceeded to say more
I waited yet again
For you to let my dark love in
But you keep hanging on to a faith that is no more
You don't have an escape
You don't have strong enough faith
Your rain will never go away .
Poetic Lilly J. Emery (c)
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