LittleDevil-Chan

i need to stop looking for death in every body my fingers touch. i have been force fed old lovers, & slices of the moons lying dust for years- i am messy poems; i am fractured confessions. i am laughter & teeth. my jaws ache with the taste of wolves blood, & names. i am still hungry. give me your sugar; I will share my breath. remember, you are still made of starstuff, & i am no longer caged.

'Ich liebe dich....' The sentence that never came out of your head. It rang in your head when you saw your boyfriend having an affair, but you did your best not to pay any attention, in hopes that one day, He'd get on the right track, and love you for real again. Hopes crushed. He had proposed to the girl, and left you in the dirt, like a doll that was no longer wanted. Then came another. He said he had loved you too, and you fell for him. From that way you felt like an unwanted doll, now you felt as if he had gotten you from the shelves, to fix you up and be with you forever. Your hopes never seem to last. He left you alone, and you we