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Buried
Buried is my pain,
Buried is my past.
In your arms so tender,
Buried is my temper.
The hunger for your essence,
I bury my lust.
My demons rest eternally,
Upon them a spell I have cast.
For whatever turned me blind,
I bury it in your eyes.
I bury my pain in your heart,
Certain it'll never rise again.
© Kendel Taylor
Buried is my past.
In your arms so tender,
Buried is my temper.
The hunger for your essence,
I bury my lust.
My demons rest eternally,
Upon them a spell I have cast.
For whatever turned me blind,
I bury it in your eyes.
I bury my pain in your heart,
Certain it'll never rise again.
© Kendel Taylor
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