I've peered inside what my heart hides in It's cage now
I know that I've made many mistakes for my age, how?
I'm addicted to the touch, to the ****** and the sweat
Darling,
Moan
Would you still love me through all of my regret?
If I let you hold me close, if to you my heart I gave
Would you trust that you're the one I love?
Could I be the the one you want laid on top of your grave?

If I let you kiss my scars and let you occupy my heart
Would you accept the hurt and despair?
Love my soul, and mend all of my broken parts
Pleasure me when that vicious urge for a ****** lingers in my air

I've done some things for pleasure
I've done things to please
wet eyes
"Please, don't ignore me when I'm down on my knees!"
If you knew what it meant, If you knew how I feel
I'm here for you, I'm giving myself..
That deep stinging pain inside is real
Look me in the eye, hold my cheek
Kiss me hard because your knees are weak
And when I swallow both our satisfactions,
Do not question where I learned my actions

There is a past behind me,
I'ts pawing at my memories strands
Help me forget them
Help me warm my cold hands..
Tell me it doesn't matter,
That you have me now and that I'm enough
You want me forever, for me you are tough

When someone disrespects me, will you be there to set them straight
Defend my honor, even my curious past
Fight my battles with me, vow to me that we have a love that will last
Love me even though I think you never could
Give me a love you think I deserve, and for once dear God, let it be a love that is kind, encouraging, and understood.

Don't ever say
this lifes just not worth living
and don't you ever believe
that you can't be happy
so please don't be
just another statistic
I won't give up on you
if you will do the same
please don't fake another smile
what good will it do
if we don't know you're hurting
why pretend to happy
when we can be happy for real
please understand that you
can be the best
if you learn to love yourself.

If you leave,
I won't look at the world the same.
My windows to the outdoors may be wide open now,
but the moment you take a final step out the door,
my windows will come violently crashing down,
shattering glass upon itself.
I'll view everything as if it is broken
and even though I'll try to repair it,
the shards will remain pieces of a past life
that you'll leave me forever trying to fix.

Pity my ruins
and call a repairman yourself,
but even Home Depot won't have the tools
to fix the girl with broken windows.

-mp

(I) You are the aching addiction
that's raging through
and destroying
my body.
My veins explode at the thought
of you; you're a drug.
I want you.
I need you.

(II) The cold sweats that'll keep me awake;
the blissful thoughts of you make me shake.
Dear, you don't understand what's at stake,
but I can't stop craving you, for my sake.

(III) The risks are high
with you, and so am I.
You're my personal brand of
every drug I'd ever need:
my ******,
my *******,
my everything.
Oh, darling,
don't you understand
the
risks?

(IV) Relief...

Oh beautiful, terrible relief.
You craves me just as I
craved you;
you provided me with temporary
satisfaction.

My drug, my personal brand.
You're dangerous and
you're lovely;
you're slowly killing me and providing
pure ecstasy.

In my state of nirvana,
I will never know that
I've done wrong.
I will never understand that
you're my addiction

and my relief.

Sweet, sweet relief.

(V) My high is gone,
and so are you.

Where did you go?

I know the craving will come back;
God, why did I have to do this?

Where did you go?

I'll lie awake: shaking, begging for your return,
for the deadly happiness that I miss so much.

Where did you go?

The demons inside shriek for you;
my blood barely flows from the lack of you.

Where did you go?

My poison, my drug,
please come back and cure my cravings again?

Where did you go?

Maybe. Maybe this could work.
Maybe you and I could see each other in a different light,
create a different life together.

Maybe. Maybe we could show everyone that love isn't all heartbreak
and that it isn't always bad. That it can be beautiful.

Maybe. Maybe we could prove doubters wrong and make known
that giving up isn't always the solution.
That problems have answers and issues can't be solved.

Maybe. Maybe we could not only walk a path together, hand in hand,
but maybe we could pave the road of contentment and lead those with curious minds.
Maybe we could bring about such wonder and leave others guessing how this became so good.

Maybe. Maybe we could set a bar.
A bar that others believe is hard to reach but is simple with the right mindset and the determination to love with such passion.

Maybe. maybe we could let others know that it's okay to worry,
but not enough to the point where everyone knows your next move.
Let them guess. Keep them wondering.
They want to know, believe me.

Maybe we could show the world that love is genuine and kind.
Maybe we could prove that outsiders do not matter as long as you and I have each other.
That no matter what trials may come,
love will conquer them all.
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