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| It is I? Maybe you? What's under the cuirass? |
I don't care at all
for I see in your eyes
what you hide in your words
Smile on your lips
while a tear from your soul
falls so hard
without control
Mark your silent words
so you can keep them all
away and safe from harm
in your sweet scarred hands
Slap my face, but kiss me
pour your hate down your skin
whilst wounded hearts get some peace
as we destroy what exists
For we are monsters
and so is how we love

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