Salves on my scars

on

Maybe you’re not pulling away

So much as loving me the way I should be loved

Tenderly and gently

Softly and completely

While I try to burn and destroy myself in every possible way,

Your hands create salves over my scars

While I want the rips and tears in my fabric to fester

You kiss them clean and shut

So how could I hate you for it

When you’re doing what even I can’t do for myself?

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LovisM0mPwY)

(16:48)

11/11/15

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