She
welds my wounds
Like
they mend an old broken machine
That
keeps its last promise
Of
delaying death as long as it can
She
lives like a fugitive inside my mind
Under
the disguise of someone I love
She
paints her face everyday
To
hide her broken dreams
She
lives with me as if
I
am the only dream of her life
She
loves me more
When
she finds me broken
Like
a shattered lamp
Giving
false hope for the coming darker night
She
holds me like a tragedy
In
her arms
Every
night
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