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I want all of you. Everything that can"t be saved in the fire. That tattoo with my name on your arm.. "Forfeit" med Gallant ???? (Jag älskar Gallant där har ni låttexter to die for - inledande två rader blev en känsla jag klev in i denna dikt.


Show me your face


I want your problems on my shoulders
All that is bad about you
like a slap in the face
All your anxiety.
What you hate about yourself
Love about me?
Your tears on my chin
My hands on your hips
while you undress your pride
in front of my eyes.

 

Show me the worst part
Let me read your mind
“bring out the demons, my worst nightmare.”
I am not shaking.
I’ll compromise with you.


Promise to speak my heart,
be my punchline, my language.
I swear to never turn my back on you.
Accept you for who you are.
If you see me, look at me like that.
I want your ticklish laughter on my belly.
All your sorrow.
Swallow your grief in the palm of my hand.
I want all of you, no exception.
All your desperation.
Hidden emotions.
Be personal, reality not faking.
Reveal what everyone else is missing.
Tell me your secrets baby!

 


Give me a reason to lose my patience.
Give me a reason not to love you, baby




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Publicerad 2020-08-08 18:25



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