| Current mood: |  indescribable |
| Current music: | Chop Suey - System of a Down |
The Love
I cradle a life,
Filthy in strife,
Simple as water is a constant need,
And cutting is just a way to see if I bleed,
Fear to give up my life to another,
Scared to seep into this new-found lover,
I cross my bounds and trudge on into new ground,
To find there a love so round,
Curving my every shape and emotion,
My body and commotion,
Trending to the ways of a life of love,
I fit in with her as does hand to glove,
I write this to her,
For she put away this dazing blur,
I thank you,
And love you, too,
My love.
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