Softest of skin bruised to the touch

Her body decaying before me

Lips ruby red like the color she bled

This is real life, you can't fake it

Draw me a picture like you used to do

So I can peel off the dead skin

And let you live life anew

You let the beauty ruin you

The beauty escapes from her body so cold

Watching everything crumble away today

It was forever meant to be this way

I would split my veins open for you

If we could only lay together

Like we used to do

Your jaded life flows throw me

The beauty dies

When I look in your eyes...

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This is something I wrote when I was like 17 or so, like 9 years ago.

The inspiration behind this is caring for or loving someone so much(you think) only to find that everything you thought or found beautiful about them is no more or gone so quickly you don't know how to cope, whether through tragedy or relationships broken.

updated Aug 14 by SellingSorrow