Hold Me
By redmoon
You wanna try me out but you don't know where to start. You wanna eat me out of my shellful space. The time is near, dramatic pause composed. And you've seen me get this far, now it's your turn to shove. Shove me. Shove me. This life: Bitter, Fucking tragedy. Understandable and true, we're bleeding. Our time is near, dramatic pause composed. We're all dying. evil, poisonous, malicious this world proves. Prove. Prove the unjust free of redemption. Oh just fuck me, let me stop breathing. Hold my soul in your hands and grip tightly, Grip tightly. For you never know when you'll have to let go. Written February 16th, 2002 © on Feb 16 2002 01:00 AM PST 0 • 1
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"You wanna try me out..."