He doesn’t know what he is saying. Doesn’t he see the pain? Can he not see the wound? Pressure has been applied.
Even so I won’t go I won’t change I won’t worry I won’t regret
I didn't pull away but drew him near Now he too possessed lips so red
The rest doesn’t matter It is just background noise I may have placed you there To protect you
Remember that is The words we shared The words unspoken The tears shed I do, do you?
It hurts sometimes How much I love you
I need you next to me To feel the warmth I want to touch you I want to hold you again
I burn up rather quickly My throat tightens My hands wring My eyes wince from the smoke I wipe the soot from my skin My feet tread carefully
When you brace for the impact You don’t experience the whole effect Your muscles tighten and eyes squint Hands balled into fists Feet press down on invisible brakes You hurt yourself more than anything Maybe you should embrace the impact…
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