when i'm quiet and still
she revisits me.
every so often, i am unable to look away
and we take a trip to places i hate.
his arms are wrapped around me,
close enough to whisper his perfectly placed words,
dripping of truth and lies,
i can taste our passion and my stomach lurches.
i encounter the rush of being discovered.
how could something so sweet kill so instantaneously?
and so it began.
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his arms held me close while his soul clenched mine tighter.
our sweet kisses soon left me desperate for air.
all of our longings for one another left me longing for anything other.
and thus began my demise.
every so often, when i am quiet and unawares,
she creeps in softly and i see her sweet face
still so naive, so trusting, even after all this time.
and i am no longer able to forget that which should not be remembered.
she guides the way to the places i hate, to the places where death is stored.
the screams mistaken for music puncture my ears,
the throbbing bass pulses as my own heartbeat,
she sways and turns as if this moment is it.
the house lights a mere backdrop to the true art unfolding.
that of predator and prey.
a quick word, a genuine smile, the rush of being discovered, and...
it is finished.
just like that.
without a moment's hesitation, her fate is sealed.
unabashedly, she takes the hand that will ultimately deal the final deathblow.
and thus it began.
first the truth, then the lies, then the lies that resembled truth.
late nights, midnight drives
hidden, undiscovered, surreal.
with the ease of one well versed in the tongues of liars,
he created for her an altar and begged her for his salvation.
she acquiesced most earnestly and thus sentanced to die for his transgressions.
inscense {laden} of the sweetest words burned religiously
to cover the stench of his rotting intentions.
his utopian lips, dripping of milk and laced-honey,
spread their venom with every quixotic encounter
tangling their tendrils in her brain,
benumbing her judgement and weakening her spine.
and when the time for repentance came,
he laid her on her alter and sacrificed her there.
