Category : Poems

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Turn to remove the knife from the wound, 
Turn to remove all my memories of you.  
Go back and wipe away the last tear I shed,
 Come back and wipe your wet skin 
Left on my burned skin.  

Come back, let me see your face again,
 Let me kiss your blind eyes once more.  

I don't know the way to get home, 
I'm stuck in the middle of the street.
People are spinning around me, 
Where are you when I need you?  

Come back before it's too late,
Turn to remove the knife from the wound.
Go back and wipe away the last tear I shed,
 Come back and wipe your wet skin 
Left on my burned skin.