Silk and Steel
There's a hole in my heart
where you've fallen out
and it's up to you to patch it...
strung along too long
by your threadbare promises
I begin to unravel
You weave for me
a beautiful tapesty of lies
but it's coming apart at the seams
You say I won't feel a thing
but I hate when you needle me
and you catch my dreams in a spiderweb
You mesmerize me like a spindle spin cycle
I can't pull my attention away
caught in your pattern, but I spy a moth...
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Passion