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It's a painful stretch to re-loving Gargoyles in clusters clutch at my heart Talons pierced and locked wings wrapped upon layers Pulling each one away takes insufferable self violence Just to clear a small space to let you through Too many years of inequity have placed needs burning in my heart   you struggle to relinquish your control, Your gift of consideration is noted. Your changes have exceeded my expectations Though we are nowhere near even. Still, I play it peachy, Your tenderness, your keeness to please me Is unnerving, too little,  too late Your heart whispers squeal like whistles in the hunt Unsettling the watchdog beasts Growling and snarling Clawing tighter at the leather pith of a stone heart Your own needs are barking Your expectations are going to be laid, I'm letting blood Before your debt is even paid It's going to be different this time... Claws tighten, wings gripping tighter Artehoke heart, just another set up I keep anticipating the fall. I go on pretending in the hope It will become real Your darkness permeates your dark love kills Still, there's something about you I can't live without.
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
Gargoyles and peaches
It's a painful stretch to re-loving Gargoyles in clusters clutch at my heart Talons pierced and locked wings wrapped upon layers Pulling each one away takes insufferable self violence Just to clear a small space to let you through Too many years of inequity have placed needs burning in my heart   you struggle to relinquish your control, Your gift of consideration is noted. Your changes have exceeded my expectations Though we are nowhere near even. Still, I play it peachy, Your tenderness, your keeness to please me Is unnerving, too little,  too late Your heart whispers squeal like whistles in the hunt Unsettling the watchdog beasts Growling and snarling Clawing tighter at the leather pith of a stone heart Your own needs are barking Your expectations are going to be laid, I'm letting blood Before your debt is even paid It's going to be different this time... Claws tighten, wings gripping tighter Artehoke heart, just another set up I keep anticipating the fall. I go on pretending in the hope It will become real Your darkness permeates your dark love kills Still, there's something about you I can't live without.
Folder the kind of pain love rubs in your face
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
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