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She promises she wont fall

because the fear is to strong to let down such walls

she touchers her mind with thing that could

but in reality understand that impulse will be misunderstood

for she stabs and she fights because she know that she should

the wounds will heal to scars but the memories are as strong as wood

cold used to pierce her skin in the night

but she's grown numb to the world

for now she is a prisoner and must fight.
“I like you” he whispers as we lay intertwined

the touch of he skin and the way he touches my thigh

the corners of my mouth curl up to the sides

My fingers slide along your skin like the wave of the tide

your goosebumps raise as I trail your sides

tho goosebumps are mine and whats yours is mine.
Almost seeming inside out she ponders

for her lips against his makes her mind wonder

for the longing of the touch makes things fonder but

she wonders for things make her somber.
Painting my face with the salt of my fears

lips tremble with hatred

i cant love

for i am broken

my hearts strings have fallen to the depths

you play them but they don’t make a sound

the silence is deadly

i want nothing to do with it

why waste my breath on the fact that i cant

i am broken

i am shattered

with no pieces

scattered with no place

drowning in an endless desert of self loathing
Addictive

you linger like a drug in my vain’s

your touch is my ecstasy

your breath my ******  

Your words are narcotic

with a bitter sweet taste

my heart is on speed

when i look at your face

Addictive

you are right down to the bone

ill want you ill need you

till its time to go home

your touch is my ecstasy

your breath my ******

your words are narcotic

and you are my tonic.

— The End —