Twisting Kaleidoscopes

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Sing me your song
Guide me with your light
Everything is fine, nothing could be wrong
Of course you're right

I know you're not a liar
I trust you
If you want me to, I will die as a martyr
As long as you feel that I'm being true to you

Don't worry, I only have eyes for your hands
Those long fingers who twist the glasses of my eyes
I'll become bland
Everything to believe your lies

Are you sure this is safe?
No, I would never doubt you
I've stayed throughout all of the bruises
Isn't this enough proof for you?

Yes, I understand
You're all I know
You're all I breathe
Your iron grip is the only thing I need

~ My Dear Poems   ~Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora