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Created on: August 05, 2009
[Savior Vs. Everything]
It feels like rain
Pouring down our backs
Enclosed within these walls
Candle-lit ensuring we relax
Standing beneath this waterfall
Only two in this world exist
Looking deeply in each other's eyes
Impossible to resist
Fingers sliding across my skin
Palms freeing all my stress
Placing my hand upon your chest
As I soon begin to caress
Ensuring disposal of the soap
Running my fingers through your hair
Water's becoming cold
We couldn't really care
Lips held calm and silent
Reaching in now to explore
Passion's been distracted
A loud pounding on the door
Crouching to my knees
Invisible I must become
Sitting in utter silence
Everything becomes numb
Convincing them he's alone
Fingers crossing so tightly
Turning away; closing the door
I reposition ever so slightly
Confused about what to do
Motionless I remain
If truth were to spread
Impossible to explain
Alone in these porcelain walls
Door remains still so long
Clothes difficult to restore
This just feels so wrong
Approaching again; it's him
The plan he whispered in my ear
Fate threw in a little twist
His current happened to appear
Silencing myself from laughing
Hearing her echoing voice
Time was no longer on our side
Get out now; No other choice
Waiting for the signal
Sneaking with all my will
Carefully escorting me
Pointing to the windowsill
Nervous to look over the edge
The second-story, of course
His hand behind my back
Taking action; applying force
Lowering me to the ground
Feet running before I know
One thought racing through my mind
Don't stall: Just go
Sauntering down the street
One foot in front of the other
Now he is with her
Ten minutes ago: with another
The key replaced in the ignition
Wiping away the tears
Holding my head high
Reminded now of all my fears
Gripping the wheel so firmly
Wishing soon he will see
To her, he's solely a savior
But he's everything to me
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