I want the ground to open and instead swallow:
take my past take my mistakes take the wrongs I made take the roads I traveled take the ones I past over the light that shines on hope take that too No longer will life strip me naked with lessons of being bumped and bruised Filled with fun twisted journeys and the paths I chose to use. Fuzzy will be the memories as the flesh will heal But forever locked is the heart That time managed to steal. Take their pills replace joy with desire to sleepwalk become groggy Doesn't matter as there's nothing to see since life again becomes foggy. Creativity and passion too will soon be gone- Twice a day swallow oblivion. Nothing will be a miss In 6-8 weeks You likely will be free from the hold of his kiss.
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AuthorReleasing some steam. You should want to know me, not just a woman with pent up passion. Oh yea and you should start this from the beginning. |