Pulse
 

This pulse is without a doubt certain of itself
And my heart beats itself a way through my recklessness
For without my stomach-made feverish anger
I would be uncomfortable
Without your violent cruelty
I would not feel at ease

But the essence of your beauty
Is held within my breath
I try not to move, try to be brave
But how can I be courageous
When my only fear is to lose this moment
Full of panic I try to exhale
But your loveless face comes back to my mind
So gifted and always falling

This pulse is beginning to take over yours
Your austere look is appealing to me
In a way I could not have imagined
I would have liked you to teach me
Tell me everything you have learned
I would have liked you to like me

Laatste regel loopt n beetje raar, maar k werd wel stil toen k t de eerste keer las.....

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Danke!