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You watched me as I trace your veins like they were train tracks to Neverland. You watched me as I interlock our hands like they were padlocks to our bodies. You watched me as I cling onto your body like they were electrons and protons. You watched me as I smile with my crooked teeth like they were the cutest sets of teeth you've ever seen. You watched me as I talk about my worries in life like they were the crucial news on TV. You watched me as I cry my burdens out like they were poison in my veins. And as you watch me.. You held every piece of me in your arms like they were the most fragile home décor. You kissed and filled me with words of love like they were the antidote to my poisoned wounds. You cupped my face and locked your eyes on mine like they were bright streetlamps glistening a dark alley. You stroked the strands of my hair and tucked them behind like they were delicate silks given from the Gods. You breathe through my ear the promises of forever like they were my religion I worship every now and then.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
the antidote to my poisoned wounds
You watched me as I trace your veins like they were train tracks to Neverland. You watched me as I interlock our hands like they were padlocks to our bodies. You watched me as I cling onto your body like they were electrons and protons. You watched me as I smile with my crooked teeth like they were the cutest sets of teeth you've ever seen. You watched me as I talk about my worries in life like they were the crucial news on TV. You watched me as I cry my burdens out like they were poison in my veins. And as you watch me.. You held every piece of me in your arms like they were the most fragile home décor. You kissed and filled me with words of love like they were the antidote to my poisoned wounds. You cupped my face and locked your eyes on mine like they were bright streetlamps glistening a dark alley. You stroked the strands of my hair and tucked them behind like they were delicate silks given from the Gods. You breathe through my ear the promises of forever like they were my religion I worship every now and then.
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
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