The art of harvesting pain – poetry.
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I’m laying bare still untouched by the hands I crave completely taken by words.
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The art of harvesting pain – poetry.
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I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.
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And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.
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And in a world where nothing seems to last you have me.
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With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.
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And in a world full of wonder a loyal soul that keeps your heart whole is the rarest of them all.
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Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?
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Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.
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Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.
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Brave soul, you will survive it all.
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There are parts of me that beg him to devour all of me.
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You didn’t need to make her cuts this deep.
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And you will always be my most beautiful someone.
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The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.
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She’s a daughter of the healers in Salem and even tho her wings are scorched she still chooses to do good.
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And his rough hands upon my porcelain skin had me howling at the moon.
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