Push to beautiful mouths and hands,
let the dirt fall from both, and die where it lands.
You say you love, let this fly above the mound,
Of piles of lies it took for your love to be profound.
Your holes are dark, and corners dimmed,
the sun strikes your eyes, yet for only yourself you fend.
You ignore the shine, that haunts your heart inside,
all it seems to be is fear, from truth you hide.
You wipe the stains of blood with dust,
you shun the secrets, to keep love you must.
When will the end of all my truths be undisquised,
when will the running of all my insides, become to him truthful lies.
I keep my love trapped in my overreturning patched up mind,
to let go and say "mercy", I pray to clean, forget, and never again find.
 
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