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Mar 2022
Your eyes are like stars which captures me
your lips are the roses which takes my breathe
your touch is ever beautiful like i'm on cloud 9
But your tongue is like a knife which cuts deep in my soul
you know just what to say and do,
to hold my love
but what kills me are the razors in your mouth
they all see it
your the crazy kid with the knife and im the doll u prey on
if only i could be free from your hands and your sliver tongue
a lover wants to be free from the pain of her panther which uses his words to hurt and even comments her
Written by
Katherine Ross  19/F
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