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Thursday, January 10, 2008

Inner Turmoil

Love. Lack of Control.
Tears at a Loss.
I lay in Silence.
Take Me Wherever.
Away From My Fears.
I Want your Thoughts.
This Lack of Control.
Will You Deliver?
Will you Love Me with your Being?
Will you Wonder How I'm Feeling?
Will you Wonder how I care?
Above All Things.
I want you To Shock Me.
Shock Me With your Soul.
I am Begging For it.
I yearn For it.
For you I will not do Without.
Not Again.
I will Fight For it.
Forever.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Its like that...wow.