Contradictions

October 21, 1999
Rebecca Bay
Touch me
I love the way you bring me to life
Leave me alone
Your touch burns like fire in the night

Hold me
Your arms are so safe around me
Let go
I know not being real, I cannot stay

Kiss me
Match your lips with mine
Turn away
Your mouth brings me death

Come
I love to spend time with you
Go away
It hurts for me to be here

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