The distance between our bodies aching,
Finding faith, I’m shaking
I know the truth, it hurts the flesh as soon as it touches the soul.
Running faster.
Faster-furry,
Hating-loving
Wanting, scurry.
Its truth that finds its self within me,
My burning flesh will soon control me.
Hiding beneath your sorrows, waiting.
Is a face, that comes with no debating.
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