the crush of love is devastating
the truth of love deafening
cold, is the hand that will caress your ego when the reality of loneliness creeps
cold, is the breath of the one who lies down to redeem their lost glory
vicious, is the agent of pleasure when the past is left forgotten
vicious, is the one who holds on only to slip when the ties are strongest
the crush of love is renewal
the truth of love is unending downfall
forever, is the last dumping ground of the uncommitted
forever, is only just past the horizon of your own darkness
satisfaction, is not a petition circulated by the thrust of your desire
satisfaction, is the bondage that keeps the heart free of devotion
the crush of love is your cry unheard
the truth of love is your silence reassured
the truth of love deafening
cold, is the hand that will caress your ego when the reality of loneliness creeps
cold, is the breath of the one who lies down to redeem their lost glory
vicious, is the agent of pleasure when the past is left forgotten
vicious, is the one who holds on only to slip when the ties are strongest
the crush of love is renewal
the truth of love is unending downfall
forever, is the last dumping ground of the uncommitted
forever, is only just past the horizon of your own darkness
satisfaction, is not a petition circulated by the thrust of your desire
satisfaction, is the bondage that keeps the heart free of devotion
the crush of love is your cry unheard
the truth of love is your silence reassured
Someone once told me she was tattooing "the crush of love is your cry unheard" as a tramp stamp. Not sure if she ever did. This goes back to about 2003-2004 written during a 6 month stretch of night audit without a day off. Good times!
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