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the trap
The trap
The doubt never was that our meeting was fate..
Our boundaries are firm, neither wanting a mate ~
The feelings sneak in and out through the cracks...
As walls start to fall, fear rapidly stacks ~
You push and I pull, then I push you again...
The dance that we play becoming the bain~
The importance I find in the friendship I crave...
Let's walk at a pace so connection we save ~
Mistrust that we have, it harbors within...
No rush, I need balance, my soul you are in ~
Myself I can see, in you more than most...
The honesty diminishes the monsters, the ghost~
No matter the ending of this mess we are in...
Each struggles our own, the shame and the sin~
I've learned more about me, the reflection so strong...
Will always be grateful for the strings we hang on ~
