LEAD YOU...

Clumsily I lead you to my home of love and passion surrounding us on
all sides but one still evaporating above us in circles I hide from
your demeaning demands of me what I cannot give and yet I try so hard
to understand what is truly meant by your words hurting like hell in
my christian world of hatred I smell patience and I will learn to
make you laugh at my stupidity for thinking that I could make you
love me until I can't breath in the soft grasses beneath our toes is
a fungus that takes over our bodies intertwined making us one more
try and we'll see how far our love really goes behind the door I hear
the angry scream at me and tell until your anger can dissapate so
that I can clumsily lead you...


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