A love so violently gentle
in an impulsive kind of way
I felt so beautifully ugly
a thought, I heard myself say
You were always coldly warm
as we talked about our pasts
Showing your most hateful smile
that you often wore as a mask
A dry moisture upon my lips
still remains from our first kiss
when my hair so wildly tame
wrapped around your fingertips
Our heartbeats, silently heard
as life was passing by
A weight, as light as a feather
fell upon us from the sky
Now our completely happy nightmare
moves swiftly to an end
I find myself laughing angrily
at this situation I have penned
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 11:25 AM UTC
A love so violently gentle
in an impulsive kind of way
I felt so beautifully ugly
a thought, I heard myself say
You were always coldly warm
as we talked about our pasts
Showing your most hateful smile
that you often wore as a mask
A dry moisture upon my lips
still remains from our first kiss
when my hair so wildly tame
wrapped around your fingertips
Our heartbeats, silently heard
as life was passing by
A weight, as light as a feather
fell upon us from the sky
Now our completely happy nightmare
moves swiftly to an end
I find myself laughing angrily
at this situation I have penned
just playing around with some ideas. I think I've used them in the correct way
:)
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