this room
seems so much more
filled with beauty as you
lay naked beneath
the snuggle of a windy blanket
the reasons unknown to you but
the truth lies vacantly
and deeply in my own quivering heart
i quietly palpitate in a murky mind state,
hands covering my face in tears,
confused... so, so confused and yet
so in love because
i finally have you
to myself
the cyanide's confession
bore to you my truest feelings,
do you see now, sweet lover...
do you finally see?
it's how i have always
needed you
the gun cocks back and
the silence whisks me away
to be with you
for always.
seems so much more
filled with beauty as you
lay naked beneath
the snuggle of a windy blanket
the reasons unknown to you but
the truth lies vacantly
and deeply in my own quivering heart
i quietly palpitate in a murky mind state,
hands covering my face in tears,
confused... so, so confused and yet
so in love because
i finally have you
to myself
the cyanide's confession
bore to you my truest feelings,
do you see now, sweet lover...
do you finally see?
it's how i have always
needed you
the gun cocks back and
the silence whisks me away
to be with you
for always.
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