set me free
By mnm
Always battling your passion I have yet to scrape the outer reaches of your soul Decrepit and wasted away I am close to death with in you Why? is the question screaming inside me, but this is mute to your heart Turmoil rages within in me, but you are oblivious to my pain Yet, how I yearn still for your recognition of my presence But time after time I'm hurled back into your depth of despair i cannot help you anymore, you can only help me i am your conscience set me freei'm worried about my ending any suggestions? Written December 21st, 2001 © on Dec 21 2001 10:08 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"Always battling your passion..."