Taking Control

by Aurora   Apr 10, 2009


Tearing me asunder,
making me whole.
Your ever-changing feelings
are finally taking their toll.

How many tears can I cry?
How many times can I break?
How many times can you say you love me?
How much more can I take?

You push me so far,
but you pull me so close.
I want to forget you,
but you've got my mind engrossed.

Tearing me asunder,
making me whole.
This is the final time.
I'm taking control.

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