Power

by Morgan   May 28, 2011


I don't want you to hold this power.
I want to control myself for at least an hour.
But there's nothing left that I can do.
I could never dream of leaving you.
I'm to far in, so this will never end.
Well there is one way but I'd prefer not to say.
But you want me to do it, you want a way out.
Even through everything this is one thing I doubt.
So make up your mind and decide my Fiat.
My life is yours to give or take.
Come on, tell me to pull the trigger or to drop the gun.
But no matter what my pain will be done.

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