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The Queen2 |
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Blasphemy the love tha cannot be held,
or the love that forces thine skin to be bled.
to be silent and in fear,
whilst losing she who is dear.
a persoon you live just for the sake of being her,
who will hold a part of you forever
you must give it up at this present moment
and it hurts to dissolve the care like solvent.
a catalyst to depression it kicks in
and reading writing will force it to begin
breathe it in Robin, breathe it in good.
feel the crisp feeling consuming this poisonous food.
love is at an end because f miss trust or a lack of love,
the ability to better yourself for those you hold above
but ego and frustration and lethargy forces all
to make me get down on my knees in the shit and crawl
to make a compromise to make it better
because i love your name, every single fucking letter.
place my soul aside for a moment filled with pride
and bend down like a shapeless dead animal hyde.
to crawl over your body and shape your exactness.
as i slowly die in this weakeningly painful mess. |
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