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Aren't We Just A Perfect Pair?
By WoundsLikeStars
She's the water in my hand
She's a fire I can't stand
She's a
number I can't recall
She's a prison, and she'll damn us all
I'm a liar, a perfect crime
I am empty, weakness defined
I'm
a shadow passing by
I am falling, no need to fly
You are
able
To tear me down
I am ready
To just be found
I
am fading when you are here
Aren't we just a perfect pair?
Life is wasted on the pure
Vice and virtue become a blur
The
flesh is burning for relief
The soul is dying in minor key
You are able
To tear me down
I am ready
To just be
found
I am fading when you are here
Aren't we just a perfect
pair?
If you're leaving, don't make a sound
Solace blooms
when gagged and bound
I'll be lying on the floor
Just leave your
baggage at the door
You are able
To tear me down
I
am ready
To just be found
I am fading when you are here
Aren't we just a perfect pair?
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Copyright 2011 WoundsLikeStars
Author's Note:
A newer song written about addiction. Addiction doesn't always refer to "substance."Comments on "Aren't We Just A Perfect Pair?"
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A former member wrote:
This piece reach's out to me.
"Life is wasted on the pure
Vice and virtue become a blur
The flesh is burning for relief
The soul is dying in minor key"
I like the vibe from this, the imagery and the substance. A very nice read indeed.
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On Thursday, November 17, 2011, dwells
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wrote:
I interpreted (in my naivete') as sexual addiction, in that old lover sometimes become trapped in a "comfort zone" when it is past time to move on. Thanks.
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