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Agape

I stand here

Open, with every thread of security within me unwound

The bitter words upon my tongue have been swallowed

Rendering a vacant mouth dry

With all the world ready to spill from me

With every tear contained within

I gaze at you in silence

 

(So is that alright?

Take it from me, rip it from my feeble fingers

Don't steal it, don't take it for yourself

You've "lived a charmed life,"

haven't you?

Don't lie to me, don't uproot the little truth

that I seem to know

Skirt chaser, ******* womanizer

Great to know that I was only points to score

in the game you play

So is that alright?)

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alyssa-rose-evans
American
Published
Aug 9, 2010
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