Satisfied
I speak too exposed, stripped of violence, free between this wall and my emotions.
I express through untainted water of our situation; new love contaminates reason why glue hold the way my heart breaks-
Care, fills air of lost words of hidden action, motionless to what actions we actually use for a failed follow-through. I miss you!
Treadlines of the salty kiss i miss, brush against imaginative lips, and I fear to admit...I'm comfortable with this-
Rubber creates friction against the emotions mentioned; vulnerable; in control of sorrow's throne of the very insanity I OWN!
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