The opposite of right
By MR REznOr
Tied to my soul Tight, almost whole Surrendering in sweet All past pretensions Giving in to bliss We merge with every kiss Like gossamer we glide Away all apprehensions But then you tore yourself away Like a needle from my vien Who'd have thought you wouldn't stay And hold me silent from my painYeah, umm first ina long time. Bit sore.... Written March 3rd, 2002 © on Mar 02 2002 04:40 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Tied to my soul..."