Kiss Me Sweetly, Kill Me Gently

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This is fairly old and i just wanted to post it anyways, haha.  I generally  do free verse...read/comment/enjoy

Kiss Me Sweetly, Kill Me Gently

Rain softly tapped against the window pane.

Music blasted through the room, drowning the sound of her sobs.

Her fist clenched as the razor caressed her arm, leaving a trail of crimson regret.

Tears fell to her arm, mixing with the regret.

His face danced through her subconscious, his smile taunting her.

His promise of eternal love burned inside her heart.

She sacrificed everything to be his, but he sacrificed her with a kiss.

They used to be passionately in love, but now she was lucky if he spoke to her.

He got up and just left her. He said it was because he found something big and better.

She watched him walk out of her life, giving up on her was easy for him but she never forgot.

He used to kiss her sweetly, but now the memories of those kisses kill her gently.

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knight4696 commented on Kiss Me Sweetly, Kill Me Gently

01-30-2010

Pretty tough stuff for a 16yr old. A lot of insight into this crazy world of life and love.

BrokenAndrew

02/16/2010

Sometimes i wish i didn't have such insight

poetheart87 commented on Kiss Me Sweetly, Kill Me Gently

11-18-2009

Men are asses. I'm so sorry that this one got to you and hurt like that. I'm even sorrier that you hurt yourself. Life is cruel.

BrokenAndrew

11/19/2009

you bet the are

stellar commented on Kiss Me Sweetly, Kill Me Gently

11-13-2009

I can truly relate with the thought in this poem...kind of similar to "my naked before me" and "from above the tower of Luna" wish u read it too...But i think one should not take her life for love alone or what ever reason...love is just a part of life and is never the other way around...

BrokenAndrew

11/19/2009

thank you for the comments and i will gladly look at your works!

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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