Offered my heart
Spilt open and caged.
But you shut down,
Your effort unengaged.
Losing every chance
To reach out of your range.
To grasp hold of potential magic..
But your wariness holds you down,
I tried to break your chains.
You are enslaved,
In love with demons.
They will pick a part your soul,
And when you wake up..
I'll be gone.
Spilt open and caged.
But you shut down,
Your effort unengaged.
Losing every chance
To reach out of your range.
To grasp hold of potential magic..
But your wariness holds you down,
I tried to break your chains.
You are enslaved,
In love with demons.
They will pick a part your soul,
And when you wake up..
I'll be gone.
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i often used to wonder about 'the day I'll disappear'... and seek the answer to the question
"You turned back and I was gone.
Do you feel that the place is less crowded now or
Do I leave you feeling alone....."
Give me an answer to this one Brittany
I dont have the answer yet. When I do, I'll make sure to give it to you.
beautiful.
This is the way things are supposed to be written. You truly wrote with feeling. This is beautiful. :)
Thank you so much. I hate being told to write something happy. Because for me my emotions and art comes from my dark places.
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