Title: Easy
by Charlotte from London | in writing, poetry
Caress my heavy lashes and whisper in my ear,
Lock me in your iron grip and promise to stay near,
Forget the world and let your eyes bore through my soul
And let me be the one to try and mend the hole.
If you're bored of trying, you can come to me.
You can leave me crying and breaking at the seams.
Just touch me once and leave me broken
I could never be your queen.
Stomp on every daisy, you could do no wrong.
Punish me.
Though angry, your words are like a song
Bound lightly from my life, like you were never there,
Distant memories become the moments we now share.
You may bore of crying, I'm sorry I can't be,
The girl you try erasing, whenever you're with me.
Just make sure you leave half of me, breaking at the seams
I will always love you
I heal fast
And I can dream.
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