Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Same race

Her skin is the color of night
We disappear when the lights go out
She isn't my usual
Which makes her exotic
She is pure and untouched
She is of my kind
But far from my kind

Her thoughts swirl in my mind
Her smell lifts my soul
She takes away the pain
Fills my brain with love
She makes me feel sane

For to long I've been alone
Which I needed to grow
Now I need a good friend
More then I need company
In a world of heartbreak
Foreign lovers and fuck buddies

I stand tall
Better then before
I'm no longer alone
I gave up that fear
For the love of your stare
Now you've turned your back on me
She will pick up the pieces

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