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Aug 2013
Cut off your tongue,
take those secrets to the grave.
The ideas in your head,
were not made for these days.

It's terrifying,
the silence over this house.
It's almost as loud,
as the scurrying mouse.

Don't feel lost,
but feel distraught.
I love you now,
I love you not.

It's simple,
human behavior.
Just know I'm not,
a silk wearing savior.

I'll let you in,
and I'll kick you out.
I'll take your breath,
so you cannot shout.

I'll abuse you,
till you're heart is blue.
And there is nothing,
that you can do.

And I'll move on,
to the next in line.
Oh, I'll move on,
in no time.

But as for you,
I'll keep you mine.
And abuse your heart,
like it's a crime.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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