((Goth days, written in an English Literature mock exam.))
Feeling your teeth against my neck.
A gentle pressure to ease my pain.
Sharpened enamel pierces my flesh.
Pulse of ecstasy inside my brain.
I’m on fire, inside and out.
I bite back we bleed together.
Sharp embrace in one another.
Crying, bleeding, touch, a feather.
Souls entwined we start to die.
With fear inside, of brighter light.
Soft caress and evil dreams.
I give up without a fight.
Inside you and inside me.
Buried deeply in our hearts.
Bleeding tears, embracing death.
Broken, shattered.
Dead to the world.
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