I’m a survivor
A hoarder of pain
The fool of forgiveness
Forgiving those
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it's funny
the socially unexceptable
and tickling my brain
and my mouth drops open
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it burns to see you
every day
to act like everythink is okay
and yet have to look in your eyes and not fall
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i hear you're married now
forgotten me
you're happy now.
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it's that time when your heart stops
when you don't want it to
when your breathing seems too quick
when you feeling yourself turn red
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Hands on my back
Hands on my face
Cradling me
in your embrace
we’re alone
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i have no motivation
nothing to write
because you are no where in sight
nothing to say
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lips gliding on lips
hands on skin
breathing on my tongue
gasping for breath
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Your eyes enchant me
Your eyes glide over me
In mid thought
And your eyes wander
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