Beautiful Freedom

Beautiful Freedom

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Love's Incision

Time doesn’t take away the tight clasp of love’s grip
My soul I laid bare that now is stripped
You’re in my thoughts every waking hour
When asleep, you’re my heart’s deepest desire

I need you out of my mind
A victim’s heart in cruel love’s design
Battered and bruised, I stagger away
Blood drips down my chest
I try to fight fate.

The tears don’t stop falling
They encircle my cheeks
My eyes won’t stop hurting
Of sadness, they speak

Throw onto me cruel decision
Through my heart and soul,
You’ve made a deep incision

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