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It's not right, how we have been using our silence like a knife, cutting into each others hearts.
So I am asking you now, in a voice dripping with rage, how are you doing this to me??
You only have me to accent you...
I am the one keeping you safe, without me you are nothing!
I used to unwrap you, sweet layers of beautiful love.
My name used to drowned on your tounge,
My hips would swing ahead of your taste but you learned to adjust.
One you called me a narrow-minded-fool and threw our china plate.
I cried saltwater rivulets over my blushing cheekbones.
Stop listening with your ears, listen with your heart,
Your hands dont need to show your love.
I sometimes can feel it, a weak pulse, fading with my pleading cries...
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