Alas I say to you, you coward who sheathes your sword in words that ring so hollow; you betrothed me in vain as the resurrection of the past sat idle on the edges of your lips. Given to only let me taste the cod sweetness of a future that was doomed to not exist. You connived to ambush me like a viper though your target was not my body, but my heart and my soul. And your bite contained no venom to poison my skin but the toxin of lies that consumed my soul and wither the body by virtue of its qualities. You are the snake that refuses to kill me, but you do not refuse to let me die.

A Thoust Love at First Bite?
Tis has surely been the affliction since the beginning of time. For thou knowist, even Vampires must inflict their teeth uponst thy naked neck. But bewarest not to bite the hand that feedist you, my Friend. For love is just a bite, least without food you would die.
» JMC on 2006-11-01 12:49:17

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