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Bite my lips with passion and desire,

hold me with your arms,

let my head touch your chest,

for I to heart the slow tunes of your heart,

then with your hands

you can set them on my shoulders

then toss me away,

please take my wounds with you,

as I contemplate your departure,

crumbling as a human ball in a dark corner,

waiting for your return,

and wait for your love to be mines once again,  

in mind you may not have much to say,

say goodbye,

then as a bird you fly away,

at least utter words of inspiration to my soul,

that as you take your path,

I would be in mind,

that you wont lie

tell me in pain you will be

with out me by your side,

then you depart,

tie my to the walls,

bite my lips tell red fluid is shown,

shout and scream till my eardrums explode,

so no sound I can recognize,

you are no longer next to me,

yet I still will wait for your return,

and maybe for this painful soul ,

Is the reason for your return