The dream that keeps occurring
through my life, the thought is stirring
as I'm swept beneath the light
but I know that it's not right
Though I'm shaken and unholy
These words I write are for you solely
remaining untouched although in your grasp
in this hand of yours I clasp
Feeling so real, yet our loves in a bind
crossing a threshold between body and mind
talking sounds ever so silent
from a mouth so ugly and violent
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