Your face of scars, tears, and withered purity
The face of beauty that plagues my heart
I apologize for arms of insecurity
But I can't let go as you try to shatter apart
Your lips like glass, so frail
Your porcelain face is all I crave
Hidden beneath your delicate veil
As if a kiss could send you to your grave
Your cold fingertips wrapped in mine
I promise my love not rot into lust
I'll find somewhere that the sun will shine
My promises and vows inside a ring of trust
"I love you, please be mind some day"
Into the moonlight, I carry you away
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