A heart that listens when not asked
Your gift to me as I unmask
The sordid details no one likes
Those that leave a scar on the psych.
You cannot continue as if
The soul did not shake like a leaf
To the revelation just made
How you see me after I strayed.
Though you stay quiet in exil
You hurry back after a while
Ask my vile heart to listen
It can be fixed what is broken.
The way you look at me, the same
Cannot grasp why you're not in flames
You insist I will understand
What love can endure when it's grand.
Jul 26, 2012
Jul 26, 2012 at 6:48 AM UTC
A heart that listens when not asked
Your gift to me as I unmask
The sordid details no one likes
Those that leave a scar on the psych.
You cannot continue as if
The soul did not shake like a leaf
To the revelation just made
How you see me after I strayed.
Though you stay quiet in exil
You hurry back after a while
Ask my vile heart to listen
It can be fixed what is broken.
The way you look at me, the same
Cannot grasp why you're not in flames
You insist I will understand
What love can endure when it's grand.
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