I can smell the cologne upon your soft neck,
The feel of your fingers upon my skin...

Hands of stone grasp the sword of God.
Crying out in pain and fear...

The rain fell upon my face,
as I looked up into his deep brown eyes...

Never knew what you intended
by all the things that you stated...

You were shy that first day,
new and alone...

Golden haze.
Beauty untold...

You always knew me better than anyone,
I thank you for that...

You call out to us with horrible names,
like b!tch and b@stard...

I wanted someone to show me they cared,
to tell me how much they loved me...

If you could have one wish,
what would it be...

I looked into the broken mirror
my smile hiding the pain...

Take a real good look.
Is it so hard to read...