Rather be Alone

April 6, 2008
I feel my breath slipping,
my conscious walking away.

I see your eyes upon me,
embarrassment flooding my way.

your touch upon my skin burns
as your lips are tracing mine,

the jerking presence of my desperation
as i commit this crime.

I want to break the hypnosis
I'm fragile and cold,

I can't keep taking your secrets,
I'd much rather be alone.

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