You prob your way inside my heart
With a cautious and gentle touch
Until I can't take anymore
Until it all just gets too much
And then I try to cut you out
To pull back up my fractured walls
But you keep chipping them away
In small, but steady-growing, holes
I'm desperate to find a reason
To leave my buried doubts unspoken
What kind of armour do you need
To keep your heart from being broken?
I feel exposed, almost translucent
With all my fears in plain view
I try to find a back-up plan
But that's impossible with you
You draw me in with soulful eyes
And my defences melt away
I'm from now on your willing hostage
Until forever and a day
Giving up the fight
© Copyright: Марина Фордвэкс, 2009
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