Like keys on a piano being touched
Your words have played me just so
Your melodic tones touching my inner spirits
Intoxicating, invoking feelings of love, hate, pain and desire
The feeling won't let me go till I get you out of me
The tears falling down, with each pain filled, spiteful word
The sharps of the keys bringing on the off chords of life, of love
These expressing our own discord, our own nature of being out of tune
As the lyrics, the melodies inspire these words, these chords of light and darkness
Ringing of truth, of spite-fullness, of ritualistic torture, of my hate-filled love for you my soulmate
For like the keys on the piano being touched I have been played by you.
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