Branding Irons
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•6 months ago
against your skin i held you in my arms the way i felt it back then i cant pretend the loss you left was surely felt the way your eyes can make me melt i had major isues in the way you felt and dealt time and distance had me coming back around to my true self on knees that ache from begging all your pardons the keys to locked away emotions said im better off without your lips to kiss upon your water keeps forever looming on my souls dead garden my arching back is marking that implicit fact came marching back to find you were l gone without a scent or track oh good at first at least my anger left me fleeced i quieted the beast our love was now deceased no opportunity to mourn and in that was this born no feelings now the norm what becomes once its torn understated made itself now known glad you made it wish it wasnt on our own trimming back the wild flowers from the seeds youve sown wild growth and clean slates no just cant have both thrown from my heart my hand my planned demise i fought the tears but still i cried my god i tried see yet still i yern the pages turn
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against your skin i held you in my arms the way i felt it back then i cant pretend the loss you left was surely felt the way your eyes can make me melt i had major isues in the way you felt and dealt time and distance had me coming back around to my true self on knees that ache from begging all your pardons the keys to locked away emotions said im better off without your lips to kiss upon your water keeps forever looming on my souls dead garden my arching back is marking that implicit fact came marching back to find you were l gone without a scent or track oh good at first at least my anger left me fleeced i quieted the beast our love was now deceased no opportunity to mourn and in that was this born no feelings now the norm what becomes once its torn understated made itself now known glad you made it wish it wasnt on our own trimming back the wild flowers from the seeds youve sown wild growth and clean slates no just cant have both thrown from my heart my hand my planned demise i fought the tears but still i cried my god i tried see yet still i yern the pages turn
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