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  Sep 2015 Ntsika H
Emma
I was like a fine wine
Getting better with age
My life was a theatre
And you got drunk on the stage
You said you'd kiss my scars
I guess that was okay
I said that's not what I wanted
You took advantage anyway
Mouth like a snake
Biting deep into my skin
Making my bones ache
And my heart's walls grow thin
I asked you to stop
Said I'd had enough
But you refused to drop
The gun you aimed at me
I self diagnosed
Stockholm syndrome
And though I had remorse
I could not stop, drop and run
Your fire touched my skin
And lit me bright red
You poured gasoline on me
From my toes to my head
Through tears I looked at you
"It's my fault", I said
"I'm sorry for loving you"
And your ego I fed
Till one day I cried
Washed all of you away
Your marks had died
I started on a new way
Now it's been a few months
Months that have felt like years
But I no longer see your face
And my face has felt no tears
I started a new chapter
I finally turned the page
Just like a fine wine
I'm getting better with age
I'm getting better.
Ntsika H Sep 2015
Our love defines perfection..
When you cry, I cry.
When you hurt, I hurt.
When I can't, you can.
When I won't, you will.
In my downfall, you rise.

Our tears are identical, just like how our pain is a reflection of our souls cause they intertwine with strings of love.
It's an almost unbelievable, unfathomable love.
Your heart beats, and my body pumps blood.
You're my strength in my weakness, my comfort in my tears and my help when I fear, you're the joy to my every tear.
Your smile is a forever that shines upon my darkness, your words a tune to my ears when all I hear is the pain that's so unbearable.
Your love reassures my pain and reminds it that it's only temporary, cause your love permanently drives out my pain.

And I've learned to accept your love like how your soul accepted my flaws and glorified them as perfection.
You made me feel like a flower when I felt like a seed buried and forgotten.

You made me feel like a star, even when I felt like I was burning out.
And just like the sun, you shine on my moon to make me see that your light reaches me from wherever you are.

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