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You undersell me And overwhelm me Your lovely tidal wave Cuts like a bridal blade Your knife slices so deep It drags on my bone Your knife must meet sheath For me to find home Your blade Is high grade So sharply acute It cuts all roots I didn't realize emotions went this deep You use your blade to slaughter sheep If they don't survive your brain surgery Or your engrained perjury You're the blade But you don't hunt vampires I want you to stay And light my heart's fire Don't Wesley snipe at me Or point your knife at me Just hold me So I forget the old me Cut out what you don't like Until I made only of light The process is painful But you change me Cut from every angle You rearrange me You make improvements By cutting grooves in I'm so afraid I may disappoint you Because I have already anointed you My king I wear your ring That severs my fingers Making me useless When so much love lingers But I can't prove this There is a ****** blade at my throat While our love precariously floats
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Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 5:31 AM UTC
Blade
You undersell me And overwhelm me Your lovely tidal wave Cuts like a bridal blade Your knife slices so deep It drags on my bone Your knife must meet sheath For me to find home Your blade Is high grade So sharply acute It cuts all roots I didn't realize emotions went this deep You use your blade to slaughter sheep If they don't survive your brain surgery Or your engrained perjury You're the blade But you don't hunt vampires I want you to stay And light my heart's fire Don't Wesley snipe at me Or point your knife at me Just hold me So I forget the old me Cut out what you don't like Until I made only of light The process is painful But you change me Cut from every angle You rearrange me You make improvements By cutting grooves in I'm so afraid I may disappoint you Because I have already anointed you My king I wear your ring That severs my fingers Making me useless When so much love lingers But I can't prove this There is a ****** blade at my throat While our love precariously floats
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andrew-rueter
30/M/Kentucky
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 5:31 AM UTC
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