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Tsunami
Your hand
on my skin
My head
against the ground
What have I done
to deserve this.
No soothe
to your voice
No caress
in your voice
It's all my fault
it must be what I wanted.
Your weight
on my chest
My voice
almost gone
I hope that this kills me
I can't find a reason to live.
Your nails
'neath my desperate skin
Trust too far gone
banished and forever denied
Unforgiven
for my sins.
Unworthy
of my pain.
GUILTY.
Dedicated to Sarahfaerie
Care to continue your dance with my demons?
Wanna tell me
how it makes you feel?
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