You said you'd stop
You said I wanted it
You even said you loved me
Oh well... You said so much...
You said
"This hands of mine
Have never intended
To hurt
Their dream,
Underneath this skin
And rough edges
Their dream was
To please the one I love..."
Tell me, what's your name today?
Are you that loving and caring one?
Agressive eyes, angry fists?
What's your name today?
A sound of beauty, the horror of your anger?
If only there'd be a sign
A sign in your eyes
Or carved in your forehead
Warning me
For those alternating
Moods.
-Love
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