I know it's wrong | 1 |
to tarry in this misery, | 2 |
to await the instigator | 3 |
of my pain. | 4 |
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But I'm not immune | 5 |
to memories of happiness | 6 |
that catch me | 7 |
in the moment of leaving. | 8 |
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I know it's insane | 9 |
to place my life | 10 |
in the realm of an abuser, | 11 |
who thinks a kiss is a bite | 12 |
and love a slap ... | 13 |
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To long for signs of tenderness | 14 |
from hands | 15 |
that know only to bruise | 16 |
and hurt. | 17 |
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But, I'm still infatuated | 18 |
with the illusion I imagined, | 19 |
instead of the monster | 20 |
that exist. | 21 |
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