Knife And Bark - Poem by 0s1 Silver
You are the knife. I'm the bark.
You carve love on me and makes me shine.
You send tingles to my heart and shield me from harm.
But it also come with bad, that I never expect.
Maybe I was a fool, a fool in love.
With the love you carved, it left me scars.
A permanent mark, that stays,
And reminds of the day, so painfully happy.
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