a new one
You’ve polished another glass,
Surrendered another fight,
Your orbs slicked with intoxication,
You sit alone tonight,
Hidden in your defeat,
Something I trusted you’d never meet,
You’ve given up,
This is what my hero, you, has taught to me,
Your escape,
My roots,
Your poison,
My repellant,
Your own trap set,
But one day I will be free,
And I’ll never look back,
Your face I don’t want to see.
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Author of the month; December.
Last edited by Sazor; 10-28-2008 at 02:09 AM.
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