I am delicate,
not fragile,
please handle me as such.
I was crafted,
perfected,
but I will crumble under your touch.
I am easy to break
because I am not meant to be broken,
but hold me,
and love me,
and I would offer my heart,
it would be yours to crack open
He attacks me suddenly
Erupts like booming thunder
And all I do is wonder
If things will ever change
Because I feel his heavy power
Quick hands
Sharp teeth
Ready to devour
I wonder if I can't get over you
Because I can't get over being wanted
There was something special about being wanted
Knowing you'd talk for hours about me
And go out of your way to see
I hold my breath
Until we are free
Free
To simply
Be.
And I watch myself suffocate
Forgive me.
I forgot what is of our reality
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