These words
You know the words mean much to me,But be warned, my heart's not free.
Love is long going, well built,
Untouchable by sword or gun hilt.
Result of my past, love takes me time,
I vent with my passion, make words Rhyme.
The words have grand meaning in life,
Yet this time, I feel no back knife.
Life gets better, declines to worse,
Then you travel Inside a Hearse.
How I miss your skin on mine,
Felt so euphoric, so divine.
You keep my heart coming back,
nothing feels like an attack.
My love, I will return for you,
Never let your Heart feel blue.
I know, Inside, you love me somewhere,
When you finally realise, I shall be there.
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