Victims Perspective

She gave me the fire!
He screamed as Death played games
Within his eyes
Found Heaven committing slow suicide
Between her thighs

She gave me the fire!
He cried as if his tears could
Wash away the burn
As if it isn't within mans nature to yearn
For the fleshy tender feminine loin

She gave me the fire?
He asks in denial
When the anger gives way
To rational thoughts revival

The whys and the hows of
The lies and the cries cause
The truth denied
Ends the life design

She gave him the fire
Burning inside like the hope of existence
Fleeting form frame the hearts only witness
A minute of pleasure gained now Death is his mistress

Found thinking …

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