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devil like me
keep the pieces of me I left behind, discarded
smoke a cigarette to the violence of me
inside you smile for the broken soul you touch
within the feeling depths I understand
tenderness knows you
deep in my heart she sees your pain filled eyes
there behind the scenes hurt lingers
I am gentleness I don't wish to disturb
but I think you're sad tonight
your vision blurs and I'm there
tears kiss your face
and you know I'm there in the heart of you
keeping rhythm to the music you move to
midnights threaten our love
crashing in with guilty looks
I am no more or no less your woman
secreting honesty for you
Published 12th Jul 2022
Author's Note
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbtjOdniPLk
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12th Jul 2022 8:38pm
Okay, I have not listened to the video yet. I love what you share but it's unnecessary in regards to the words because they will take me more than the video ever could. Sometimes the pieces of a broken soul are so much more than ever a whole one could be. Sharing those pieces leaves someone longing for more always. Perhaps that is cruel but when you have so much to share is it really your fault? The scent is simply irresistible and pain filled eyes carry a depth that those who have not experienced such pain will never know. And you are so much more opened wide in an honesty that is all consuming taking someone to depths they could have never experienced otherwise.
14th Jul 2022 3:49pm
hello beautiful Kristina it's a good video but really of no matter it's just what I was listening to when writing...thank you lovely one for the very insightful, beautiful and thoughtful comment...you as a few do kind of stump my response I love your thoughts but shy or better to say I blush inside at the love you show me...I deeply cherish what you have to say 💕
31st Jul 2022 4:40pm
Like the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul, when you see pain in the eyes, it's saying a lot.
Great work crim.
Great work crim.
