

Read Between The ScarsTearing and ripping, scratching to see what now lays thereRead Between The Scars
Ponding and beating against the lines, show me, what is there left to believe
Your words have double meanings, your lies are the truth, your feelings have motive, your heart has nothing
I cut deeper and deeper into your story, praying to get past the surface of all this filth
You've left me on a note, with such a vague sentence, with such an abrupt end
Can there still be something hidden there?
My hands hurt from the search, my eyes beg to be rested, and yet I go further, looking between every


An Old FriendShe gently glides her fingers across my leg, making her way to my hand. I sit there, quivering like a lost puppy, unsure of what to do. Should I let the warmth of her hand lay upon mine once again, should I embrace her as I once did. Her hands try to caress my skin, I can feel her touch from under my clothes. I love her, so graceful, so beautiful, everything I’ve ever wanted. She now looms over me, caressing my face, her beauty even more breathtaking then ever before. But I know I cannot, I am too scared, to sore. I retreat back into my dark cold room and watch as she waits outside for me to join her once again, calling me to step out into heAn Old Friend
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