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Your hands
Roam my body
Your lips explore my neck
Our bodies tangled up
This is love

My head
On your chest
Your hands
In my hair
Resting
This is love

Marks
on my neck
Left
On your back
Not in anger
Never in anger
This is love

Slow
We move together
Breathe
In and out
Together
This is love

Hot water
Rains down
On our bodies
Entwined
Cleansed
But not clean
This is love

Hands
Lips
Arms
Legs
Hearts
Touching
Always
This is love
Do I ever cross your mind
When you’re with her?
When you’re staring into her eyes
Do mine ever flash through your mind?
When she laughs
Does it hurt?
That its so much different than mine?
Does it hurt you like it hurts me
When you cross my mind

I don’t want you to hurt
But I need to know  it was real
And I can’t keep coping pretending I’m fine
I need to know

Can you still feel my hands
On your skin?
And do you remember me
When it’s her you’re holding?
I know you can’t forget
That night it became real
Because it replays over and over In my mind
Like movie reel

I don’t want to go back
I just need to know
Am I fooling myself?
Do I need to let go?
Will you let me go?
You’re forgiven
Not forgotten
Leaving
Crawling back
I don’t want to be bitter
So I forgave you
But I never forgot
Somewhere between the slamming doors
And flying rumors
I forgot to care that you used to be kind
I forgot you used to mesmerize me with your stories
Because soon after, your true colors were revealed
I didn’t like these shades of hate
So I covered them up with my mind paint
But then it happened again
Slowly, you chipped my paint off and your colors came back
Or they never left
So now I’m back again
Reliving all the fights
And now I see that I forgave you
But you won’t ever let me forget
More dangerous than an injured body
Is an an injured mind
No wounds to fix
No wounds to bind
Nothing wrong
At least to the eye

Worse than an injured body
Is an injured mind
How can you fix what you cannot see?
You can't, so there's no fixing me

More frustrating than an injured body
Is an injured mind
For our advances in medicine
For the body astound
But when it comes to the cerebral realm
We are all but blind

More shameful than an injured body
Is an injured mind
For with physical pain there is someone, something to blame
But what hope is there when your own thoughts turn against you?

Mored dangerous than an injured body
Is an injured mind
This darkness slumbers inside me
There's nowhere I can hide
How do you run from something
That in your soul resides?

I try to open up my heart
In hope that the darkness might leave
But instead of leaving me alone
To the remains of my soul cleaves

Sunlight makes no difference
On this darkness slumbering inside
I'm not sure how long I can last
Before I succumb to the other side

Please, can someone help me?
Hear my silent screams
Can someone draw the darkness out
Before it consumes me
Untamed and wild
Running amok
Changing his mind
Every other second
Turning life upside down
He has a way
Of sneaking up on you
You dont want to love him
Because he will walk away
You just can't help yourself
His smile is mysterious
And his laugh is engaging
You can talk to him about
Anything
And he'll understand
His eyes are intense
Dont stare too long
Soon you won't be able
To think straight
Be careful though
After you fall
He will walk away
She stares at the darkness
The rain and clouds
It covers her home like a shroud
Dark cobblestone
Everywhere she looks
Moss grows in all the crannies and nooks
When will the darkness end?
Her future looks bleak
The outcome dull
Her life is planned in full
Marry him, live here
Now now
No time for tears
She's suffocating
In this darkness
No air
Can penetrate the clouds

It's been so long since she's seen the sun
It's light has been forgotten
Her eyes are lifeless
Her features dead
I suppose that's what you get
For suffocating the life
Out of a girl so full of light
You've bent her will
Made her submit
And so she lost her charm
Her fiery wit
A complete stranger who had
A gracious smile for the guests
And a "Don't worry" at cleaning the mess

What if you had let her live?
What if she still had
Her charm and wit?
Maybe then she would dance in the rain
Rather than cry with it
What if you hadn't forced her to marry him?
Maybe she would have been a different wife
Perhaps she wouldn't have chosen to marry at all
She might've lived a scandalous life
But at least she'd have lived

But you pinned her under your thumb
Pushed and molded
Broken and hit
Until she succumbed
Are you happy now?
She lived an unhappy life
And died an unhappy death
All because you couldn't stand to be contradicted
You had to be right
To rob her of her fight

Now you stare at the darkness
The rain and the clouds
But at least you know what she felt now
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