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by Kira Sep 30, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / other
I commit myself. Shackles encircle my wrists the instant I decide To allow my urges to take over. My cool logic, so prevalent Under normal circumstances Deserts me. Questions streaming, Unheeded, unanswered. My mind is reeling, Filling with an endless scream. The scream is mine. As I spiral down, My lust overtaking me, I condemn myself.