love don't always
Look the same when you actually open your eyes
Its real
And most of the time, you really are not sure if you really
like the way it feels
There are layers in this shit
And when you start shedding, that is when you really know
you have been hit
It’s Draining, aching,
Maintaining the very last piece of that old piece of shit
you that is remaining
Yes it taste good when you are asleep
When your eyes are closed, you keep a smile on your face,
and it stays soul deep
That fine iron that has been keeping you protected for so many
years.
I have learned that love works as that machine that
purifies, as well as sharpens those hard
To reach tears
I guess you can call me a gluten for punishment, because I
love to walk with my eyes open
Because Love don’t always adorn us like we are always
hoping.
That thang there can tear you up and spit you out
And can give 2 shits about how you feel.
To me that is the most precious thing in the world, because
Unlike people,
Love is always real.
“xpressurself”
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