j.m. Merrill

Taylor Made love
generated through sex.
The motions are clear
but the intentions are wrong.
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Holding fast my breath
For the one that went away
Looking for a reason
Why my heart was led astray
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A Duel of victimized love


Who is the victim?
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Set ablaze my heart with your nomadic love
You’re now a patron to my shadow
The wind whistles softly through your hair,
Maybe you should have bathed in my love?
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A tiny shove off for the realization of your mind

A slight tug back before it sinks in
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Fully clothed
Laying naked in the road
Stones penetrating my body
A bathroom painted with your blood
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