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The Way Of Me

Put yourself in my hands

Adjustments as you surrender

To my experience

In my knowledge of self,

Come find what

freedom tastes like

My armour is scarred

From life’s unending war

But if you look into my eyes

Whisper your wants to me

I might show you

The man beneath

Not whimpering torments

But hard lessons

With points to draw blood

It has made me strong

Determined

And I would pin you to the wall

Fuck the breath from you

Then in the aftermath,

Show you the way of me

And how my want

Is elegant

Testing you as you would test me

To see what strength

Lies within you

Here in this sweet silence,

The birds are singing

Our names

The other animals silent

Waiting for our cries

To begin.

 

 

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