Probably.It might be the wayProbably. by Loveislightblue
your eyelashes frame
the warm brown of your irises,
when the light flickers across
their glassy surface.
The way they lift and fall,
and the darkness that consumes them
when you can't quite look me in the eye,
mystery, longing, melancholy.
Or the way the sunlight gleams upon them,
gazing softly, curiously into mine,
Or the fact that I could write volumes
about the way you look at me
as if I'm intangible,
and if you were to reach out a hand,
it would simply slip through mine.
But it's probably something in those eyes,
the way they glimmer,
the way they dull.
Something in those eyes
that helps me feel again.
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Gloom Of The Dead
Gloom of the Dead
As I rise from the table dead
Crosses tombstones in my head
Seeing from the windows ledge
Rest in piece is what my tombstone said
Cutting & drilling in my remains
Autopsy's finished with nothing to gain
Longing for the final end
Fog of the night is setting in
(GLOOM OF THE DEAD)
Shadows in the deep-slivering maggott bed-rats begin to creep
(GLOOM OF THE DEAD)
Blood drips dry I feel no pain
Im immortal yet quite insaine
As my blood has ran dry
Patiently I wait for you to die
To fill my soul with life agian
I need your blood I need your skin
A masterpiece of my demise
To wear you skin as my disguise
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