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Jun 2014
It's taken me a while to realise
but simple doesn't always mean happy
Back then was simple,
We were simple.
Two in love, the
other two in lust
It was nothing to make a fuss about
But We were simple
The rest of my life lay complex
So, your hands became my
escape route, your lips
a hiding place
And together we made a distraction
Just big enough to stop a ****, and
your hands became explorers
and together we mapped out
My naked body
Which, before you, I didn't think anybody
could want.
You made a tangled mind feel
Simple.
You made a scared child feel
Beautiful.

But I never let you really in,
never let you see, because
what I wanted to find in
you was me
dressed in simplicity.

And now that part of me is complex  
I've lost that group
That laughter
That lightness
But, what I have now,
Who I have now,
What it's made me
I wouldn't switch it for the world.
And
that choice, for mayhem,
That choice is simple.
I'll look back at those times
and sometimes I'll yearn
But I'll burn that bridge
before I step again upon it.
Life's a Beach
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Life's a Beach
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