Killer moves
Quiet ache
Heart that breaks
Love to take
Victim glows
Shaking skin
Wants the hurt
Lets it in
Circling scars
Fatal rhyme
Shadow pulse
Twisted time
Killer says
I cut true
Victim breathes
I need you
Bodies fuse
Bruise on bruise
Love that binds
Love that chews
In the dark
They align
Broken shape
Single spine
Sharp as sin
Bone to skin
Killer hurts
Victim stays
Both trapped in
Their crooked ways
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Author:
Anthony Hanible (
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- Category: Love
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