Behind those intoxicating eyes
There are burning lies
The touch of your soft lips
And sweetest tongue
Made my heart hurt, stabbed by your word.
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When A Mind Writes
PoetryA poem to divert my attention A poem to distract myself from something A poem to write down every single word I think to lessen the heaviness that I feel.
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Behind those intoxicating eyes
There are burning lies
The touch of your soft lips
And sweetest tongue
Made my heart hurt, stabbed by your word.
