I must say, you sometimes
bring the dead verses of my hated past,
I must say, you sometimes
make my pen crawl under my skin
in search of new metaphors,
I must say, you sometimes see through
the thick mist of the façade I created to hide.
I must say, you sometimes
see the seraphic pain in my heart.
and you do all this so eloquently
that don't have time to resist.
So I let myself drown in the depth of your melody.
•Completely•
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