Fading 3-23-05, by ~*~*~THE & ONLY BABYGURL~*~*~a.k.a THE DIVA Subscribe to rss feed for ~*~*~THE & ONLY BABYGURL~*~*~a.k.a THE DIVA 

Your fading away leaving me in hunger for your bright curved
shape.
I must start again over the new flesh that awaits to feed my
hunger for pain. the blood is coming fresh and red. a smile
has come across my face the pain so sweet the pain so
real....
Posted: 2005-10-14 21:26:05 UTC
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2006-03-08 19:58:40No Child Is Innocent Once Born
Pain is good in alot of ways, pain makes us aware of how good things were before, but the pain described here sounds like a pain that feels good! Well done!