Diary Of A Shattered Mind - A Book Of Assorted Poetry

Stockholm Syndrome

These crocodile tears,

Thinking: "How many years?

And how many nights have I cried?"

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I miss the feeling of wanting to run away,

Instead of knowing that I'll stay.

You're the safest rock I haven't pushed away, 

Its only you I know.

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So back to you I'll always go.

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In your arms I'll hide from your hands, and drift away to distant lands,

Where you're exactly who you say you are.