Friday, March 01, 2013

Wicked

Wicked is your tongue
Saying forgive me
And I am sorry
Love is poisonous
From your mouth
I feel tainted and alone
Each touch that grazes my skin
I wonder if I could just leave
With you hand lingering in the air
Tangled in my shadow
Would you keep drowning
In your insincerity
Or would you finally realize
You will never have me

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