Don’t tell me you love me, with lips that are sealed
Don’t hold me at night, with a body inherent
Don’t share your secrets, with a soul entranced
Don’t compromise futures, already healed.
These are the bearings, of the women undone
They live in the dark, their faces a guise
Whose eyes hold a secret, the forms are lies
Don’t ask to hold yours, Their bodies are scarred
From baring the love, the lies and words that are marred.
At the end of the passing all that is left…Are the shells and the Memories, the rest are all gone.
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