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Aug 2018
Say what makes you feel ashamed.

I can't say I feel the same...

It's just skin after all

Your skin is bliss to us all

I know my doubts

Do you feel the shame ?

Seeping into your head

Regret is a mess

Made up by the men

Who make up monsters

Underneath your bed.

Dont you know?

The glow?

Feel it as it gets so bold.

I felt it take my head

Outside the norm


Is your mother a saint?

Is your father finding faith?

I found nothing

Good to die for

Till you looked in my eyes

I need mistakes

I make them almost everyday

But some stains

Stain perfect into every grain

Be the angel in my head.

That takes me from my everyday

In every way

I swear to my name

I'll be the one who tames

That lion roaring in your head.
Written by
Don kingsley  25/M/States
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