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Tortured
Contributed by
Inevitable
on
Monday, 28th August 2006 @ 12:09:17 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Tortured.
I feel it
I breathe it
Your lips against mine
This old feeling
Familiar and unwanted
Your hands running free,
rippling across my body
We are that unwritten song.
And i hate it when I dream about you.
When my mind speaks your name in whispers
as if it doesn't want me to hear,
Doesn't want me to know.
"You've become what you ran from"
I lay down in my silent tears
...and I let you take my breath away.
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Inevitable
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2006-08-28 00:09:17]
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Re: Tortured
(User Rating: 1 )
by Hiddendarkness1705 on
Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 01:16:42 AM AEST
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