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Thou hast wounded the
Spirit that loved thee
And cherished thine
Image for years
Thou hast taught me
At last to forget thee
In Secret, in Silence and Tears.
----Mrs, D. Portes
And even the strong are weak and have tears to shed.
All that i know
Your mouth is all i taste
my breast between Your lips
my tongue upon Your waist
You make me feel.
like the Amazon's running between my thighs
it's all that i know
this soul shattering high
unjustifiable, inexcusable, unforgiven.
All that i feel
the pain that i have caused
Your life splattered on the road
my need ever so strong.
You make me know
this sweet painful surrender.
It's all that i know
this soul shattering high.
unjustifiable, inexcusable, unforgiven
All that i think
Is about the cold darkness below
The quickest way to hell that i know.
Got to get there, can't think
You make me lonely
this bitter honeyed pain running through my veins
it's all that i know
this soul shattering high.
unjustifiable, inexcusable, unforgiven.
All that i was
a little girl crying for help
losing that last shred of hope
turning it all over...total control.
You make me die
drowning in Your arms while i fly
it's all that i know
this soul shattering high.
unjustifiable, inexcusable, unforgiven.
Button by button I come undone and only twenty one....my name is unforgiven....
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