Sunday, July 22, 2007

Ego

Rough rope tied
around your heart
squeezing words
and thoughts apart
She pulls you in
to satiate
then grabs you
just to castrate
Your dreams until
they are almost dead
and you are shivering
alone in your bed
Restless nights
under stars without fire
with hope feeling gone
and vision uninspired
She brings you down
past where you were
it's only important
when it relates to her
To escape her you need
to come home to the girl
holding love, light
and a string of pearls...

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