ThirtyDaysOfAwesome

Me. Living my life to the fullest. One day at a time. Trying to make something of my self.

“I would rather be ashes than dust! I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry-rot. I would rather be a superb meteor, every atom of me in magnificent glow, than a sleepy and permanent planet. The function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days trying to prolong them. I shall use my time” -Jack Londo"

The Horror Of Our Love:

I’m a killer, cold and wrathful
Silent sleeper, I’ve been inside your bedroom
I’ve murdered half the town
left you love notes on their headstones
I’ll fill the graveyards until I have you
Moonlight walking, I smell your softness
Carnivorous and lusting to track you down among the pines.
I want you stuffed into my mouth
Hold you down and tear you open Live inside you
Love, I’d never hurt you.
But I’ll grind against your bones until our marrows mix
I will eat you slowly

Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood

I wake in terror, blackbirds screaming
Dark cathedrals spilling midnight on the altars
I’m your servant, my immortal
Pale and perfect, such unholy heaving
The statues close their eyes, the room is changing
Break my skin and drain me
Ancient language, speak through fingers
The awful edges where you end and I begin
Inside your mouth I cannot see
There’s catastrophe in everything I’m touching
As I sweat I crush you.
And I hold your beating chambers Until they beat no more
You die like angels sing.

Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins.
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood

You’re a ghost love, nightgown flowing
Your body blue and walking along the continental shelf
You are a dream among the sharks
Beautiful and terrifying
Lit and restless
We dance in dark suspension
And you bury me in the ocean floor beneath you
Where they’ll never hear us scream

Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins.
Oh, the horror of our love
Never so much blood

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