I will get to know you
know the person hiding behind
the ice wall.
You’re not my god.
I wish I could change
the way you see.
I wish I could change
the way I feel.
I was made to love you.
You were made to break my soul.
Please sit down so we can talk.
I want to get to know you.
Do tell me a story.
Tell me about your not so perfect ways.
This is after all
my heart on the line.
No I will not regret the words
I speak with fear.
I will get to know you
know the person holding my heart.
Hope you fall from your pedestal
I put you upon.
I would like to find
the ugly I so desperately seek.
Come on and show me
your true colours.
There is no beauty so addictive
That this pain is worth it all.
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