Your sword vs my pen Biography

The bruises that you hide
Conceal the pain inside.
The scars that never fade,
The vodka, the razorblades.
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I wanted to be that iceberg,
The crash and fall into.
You disappear; will we ever meet again
At the tip of this scene?
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You lie on the tarmac
In shimmering lace,
Shivering, hiding your face.
My tongue can still taste
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This is the board,
This game we all play-
Fighting for the top spot in your heart
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I wish the stars could cry-
The sky, bled dry
By your desire.
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