Perpexlement
My heart tells me one thing
My mind quite another thing
My body craves yet it craves
It craves all it can get from her
Should it be that I nurse my hurt
While foregoing a future apparent
Soul ties soul wounds fresh n salted
Where does one go so wrong yet mine
It still feels so right in an intricate way
Yet it is so goddamned fated to yet hurt
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