Robbing My Pain With Your Fingers
kissing me softly with your troubles,
robbing my life with your pains.
killing me gently with your longings,
singing i don't want to be without you.
remeniescing the past without you:
toying with secrets and consecquences,
holding your teardrops in my memory,
as a promise for keeping,
running away from the drama,
hiding away in a get away,
trying to start new again,
trying not to surrender,
no matter if the plunder must go asunder.
living the night;
like it was never too long,
never too much to do again,
moving on with my life,
remembering what i've been through.
Copyright © Donn Ronquillo | Year Posted 2012
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