(Unless it's a contest)
Starting with denial and ending with you. Are you truly going to force yourself to get the last say?
A mask that was opeque is now worn thin and faded. I can see everything.
I see your fear, your pain, your menacing smile. I hear your sheepish laughter and sense your freezing core.
Lies are warm, the truth is stale. Why must you confuse the two? Why must my heart flutter for you?
What's the point in living a life without your stunning eyes? Without your cruel smile? Without your reluctent love?
Bind us, I beg of you. I love you, I'm begging you.
Do you not hear my heart beseech?
What's the point in loving when you're the only one for me?
(Little poem by ME!)
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