You Smiled With The Grace Of A TeardropWhich Fell Down Your Cheek When You CriedBoth Equally Frightening And BeautifulAnd I Watched YouYou Kissed With The Force Of A Punch In The FaceWhich You Received Every Night From Your FatherEach The Only Affection You’d Ever KnownAnd I Watched YouYou Sat Down With The Tranquility Of A ThunderstormWhich Interrupted Your Dreams Of A FutureBoth Actions Just As ComfortingAnd I Watched YouYou Drew A Line In Your FleshWith A Knife As Sharp As The WordsWhich Made The Scars On Your SoulBoth The Same Terror And HurtAnd I Watched YouYou Cried Out With The Intensity Of A BreathSo Immediate And ReflexiveBoth Holding The Same Note On Your LipsAnd I Watched YouYou Fell To The GroundWith The Weight Of LaughterDead And On Deaf EarsEach Scaring And Astounding MeAnd I Watched YouYou Stared Up With The Blankness Of A MosaicSeemingly Whole But Still ShatteredEach A Tiny Shard Of Glass In The Mirror Of LifeAnd I Watched YouYou Touched Me With The Gentleness Of A ViperYour Grip Smooth And FatalThe Marks Left On My Skin OnlyFractions Of The Poison Left In MeAnd I Watched YouYou Released With The Leisure Of A BlinkSo Long And Yet So Quickly GoneBoth Believing Never To Be Remembered By ThoseWho Have Experienced Your PresenceAnd I Followed You

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