Thursday, August 6, 2009


I want to be a bullet,

Pierce into your mind,

And get washed in your blood.

I want to be an arrow,

Run into your heart,

And wash myself in your blood.

I want to be the poison,

Kill your hatred,

And let you rest love for ever.

And I want to be nothing good for you,

Nothing that enchants you,

'Cause you are the only good, the only enchanted....

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