Disclaimer:: I own nothing. All characters In this poem belong to Joss and M.E.
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The last entry in this blood soaked journal is to you, my lover.
You are you know? My lover.
We never made love,
We never danced between your sheets, only in the shadows.
You never loved me, but I loved you, unconditionaly.
This made you my lover.
You pleged my waking hours and you haunted my sleep.
Your kiss brought me to life, but your words cut me, deep.
Deep like the blade that turns these pages crimson with my blood.
Deep like the blade that slows my already stilled heart that only beats for you.
Deep like the blade that steals my already stolen breath that whispers your name at night
Deep like my love for you.
That's why I wrote this poem for you
My Lover.....
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A/N:: Please forgive me I have had people tell me that I need a "Beta" but I don't know what that is or how to get one
Author's Chapter Notes:
I warn you now, in this poem Spike is a cutter. If this offends you in any way the i suggest that you not read this.