Tell me you love me like you think you want to be loved.

Apr 29, 2005 13:06

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You look like you're floating
but it feels
more like I am falling
away from,
settling down
someplace further ahead.
Fingers and teeth
that bruise with intent,
using me up until I am
all gone.
I want you to look
in my eyes and
tell me that you see
something.
Show you things
you've never felt,
I could
be that girl
you have never seen.
I swear I can.
If you actually give me
a chance
or a choice.
Maybe one of these days
I'll find
the voice to
tell you the truth.
Find the strength
to show you myself.
Take my chance,
make my choice,
just be
with me.
Be my chance,
be my choice,
be mine
to hold
or
crush
like a berry.
On my tongue,
smashed against teeth
and I want you to
stay there.
I want to
break you down
into
pieces with my bare hands.
Collect the salty tears that I have
wasted on you,
funnel them into your throat
and I hope you choke
on everything you've taken
from me.
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