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Jan 2020
We take turns being selfish
The painful tug-of-war we play
Back-and-forth pull our relationship
But love is not a game

Around you feel vulnerable
Chest is ripped open wide
Hands hold eachothers hearts
And full
Bodies unbalance and collide

We make love
Walls come crashing down
Hearts are relit with fire
In the intensity I drown
Consumed by desire

You wrap arms around me
In front of guys
As if they'll catch my beauty
Try to steal your prize

When we are alone I feel so small
Demeanor reminding I'm insignificant
How is the one who causes my self-worth to fall
The same person who made me feel magnificent?

The distance between grows more every day
So sick of being used
The lies that push me further away
The reason my heart is bruised

Baby I know I am awful to you as well
Do not want to break your heart
Make your life a living hell
I've become a master of the art

Way too many mistakes tossed aside
Neither of us can truly amend
You remember how many incidents I let slide
Suppose my forgiveness was only pretend

Because resentment slowly built
Time passed
I couldn't see it til it was too late
I could never quite let go of the past
Start over with a blank slate

It is not so simple to forget what we had
Every day to memories am exposed
How do you heal and stop being sad
When wounds never fully closed?
This was loosely inspired by a song called Exit Wounds by The Script
Amanda Kay Burke
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Amanda Kay Burke  29/F/Alaska
(29/F/Alaska)   
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     ---, Patrick and Carlo C Gomez
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