Backstabber

I can feel some strange sensations within my chest,

Tremendous earthquakes brutally tearing me apart.

Have I found the treasure to my never-ending quest?

Or is it just fate that seems to be playing with my heart?



Tell me how to change my approach to life,

Because I need your strength to get me through.

Teach me how to get rid of this knife,

Because the last thing I want is losing you.



I know there may be a lack of words from my side,

This is why I’m begging you, look into my soul.

Read my mind, please let us try to make this stride,

But please make sure your heart I will not foul.



Rob me of my body, rob me of my mind;

In this body, in this mind; it is love that you will find...

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