Tuesday, November 16, 2004

Give In

It is locked deep within my head
My thoughts are fed
It has been laying there dead
Heavy as lead

It came from some where above
Lusting after love
It was a sexually frustrated hug
You’re a fucked up drug

It is being stuck on the ground
Waiting for a sound
It is getting off of your cloud
Screaming out loud

It is this beautiful sunset
Still I speak my dialect
It is too soon to regret
Why do you insist to protect

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