-[Scarlet Hugs]-

Anxiety.

Walking on sunshine.
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    Your face above mine
    In the crystal morning light
    You've got that smile
    That sends shivers down my spine

    Hot headed you
    Ripping at my sleeves
    Scarlet stained clothes

    Bound to a lie so tight my wrists have rope burn
    Passion like salt on a cut
    A blind dog following its master's call
    Doing as it's told
    Cute but dumb

    If the gag wasn't so tight
    I'd tell everyone the truth
    But would they get it?
    Probably not

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    Just to clarify, this poem is about two guys, not a guy and a girl. Although it could be seen either way.
     
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