The softness of
darkness...
Embraced smooth...
Allowing the knife to
cut deep
Only because the
fingers holding it...
Was that of a person
loved...
Thoughts confined
Questions yearning for
answers
Breaking all the rules
of the heart
Eyes failed to see the
true depths
Of something that was
never there
Because actions could
not convey the true burden
Of sharp and jagged
words
Concealed behind false
intentions
Of an image of the most
beautiful thing never seen
Heart beats and
footsteps
Fighting for a dream
never coming true
Sounds in silence
warned
True intentions not
given
Caution lingered in the
soul for good cause
Weighted by the burden
of fear
Calloused are the weary
palms for holding on to tightly
All for something never
had...
To almost abandon one
soul to find another
Is the cruelest of
convictions
Putting a mind at
war...
Leaving no room for
humanity
It's history used to
cause another to loose...
The entirety of their
being
For another to love
them.
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