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Out of Sight, Out of my Mind (7 ratings) by K. Rhianna Sulock
Love is dangerous
a blade that cuts both ways
the wounds it makes
deeply marked, unforgettable
unclean they fester
My soul is open
like my wounded heart
To give is easy
and I'd give it all again
Haunting visions taunt me
with memories of your nearness
with memories of your lips
To my shame I am made -
remade and reborn
caught by the shadows in your gaze
and released
Love is my doctor
it bleeds me of all sense;
it promises a cure
which falls short of death.
You are its tool
the knife which dives deep
beneath my skin.
I breathe your sighs;
your passion leaves me
& I'm dying inside.
Out of sight
but never out of mind,
I know I am going
out of mine.
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