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  teach me how to forgive the present ..

  you see, she's never satisfied

  tell me what you know other than the abuse and bliss of her body upon your arrival, tell me how it feels to be her first .. you scare away the voices in her head that prompts the worst in her.. you relieve the voice that sulks inside her head telling her she's not good enough for anyone like you

   she's learning patience with you, to every boy masquerading as a man she let into her body you're a reflection of a man that warns her heart to no longer be weary, her body became a safe haven as you seduced her timid torso to sing you a lullaby, you drown in the frame she invited you to resonate your peace

   you ease her heart and place peace within her spirits.. she can breathe with you.. she's afraid that if she told you everything there would be nothing she could do to keep you from leaving

   so teach me how to forgive the present ..

   i want to be kind to you, to get out of my own way with you.. i feel selfish for wanting you to myself

   i want for you to stay, but i know that you won't, you can't, you shouldn't, she's a mess left at the balls of your feet with no instructions for clean up, yet you still linger

Ive stepped into what I thought was a puddle, just to find out they are just tear drops from her past. I believe that I can bear it but the puddle became a pool extremely fast. If i were to drown in this ocean, how can you expect for us to last.

   teach me how to forgive the present

   i'm sorry for allowing my tears to form rivers to swallow you, drowning glimpses of a reality that you do not want into your conscious, never meant to strip away all self preservation nor dismantle your peace, she had no more fight left in her so she placed safety into her tears to protect you from sinking into the depths of her scars..

   as his past held no mercy
 
    and when she called, tell me the truth.. was it more than i knew,

   maybe we were moving too fast.. it became obvious you weren't clear of "her"

    maybe he wasn't ready for her.. and she couldn't accept only half of him

    he tore through her pain and proposed his peace

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