Trapped.

by chindarella   May 28, 2012


Streaks of fresh ribbon unravelling inside of me.
I'm ritual dancing with a burning sensation
Holding back flames of happiness and desire,
For each time you tell me that I am beautiful.

I'm trapped within tender spells you cast upon me.
A desperate battle where my heart defies my mind
Greeting your love with what should have remained unsaid,
For in this world, we're cursed to always be apart.

After all, we're separated and trapped alone
By innocent waters and the drowning oceans
In a world where hate runs naked and love is pinned,
So in the end, all lovers will be forced to part ...

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