I'm Sure

by Steph   Jan 25, 2008


Gripping me tightly
In your pool of death
So close to the brink
You enjoyed it mutely

So you keep me here forever
But not any longer

Let loose in this world yet again
I'm afraid to think what to do
I've been told for so long
Come here I need help from you

Lost in your death grip, it feels so good
Long lost remorse, you, my only food

I need nothing but you to live
And only you to live

Lost in this pool of wonder
Come find what this means to me
Found in the river of waste
I don't need you to set me free

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