Confession time, it has begun
I wouldn’t be who I am
If we had not met
Under the shipwreck
Beneath the trainwreck
Faking how little you moved me
I never told anyone, everything
Until I met you, at home
I walk naked still
Like innocence and fat
Not uncomfortable with themselves
I endure, but still think of you.
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She was the force that defined
The lock pick to my emotional core
The reason I am
The reason I will be
And the reason I am damned
As her love I am denied
PS: Nice little write, catches the literal eye