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Did you lay me down on a bed of nails and expect me to surrender my all ? I felt the waves wash over and they engulfed all that was good Dragging me down lower than I have ever fallen freely I wanted a lover But you entwined your darkness into my light No one heard the screams The midnight hour so haunting A chill lay in place of your heart You looked straight through me just before you leapt Head first into oblivion I just stood motionless for what seemed like a million years Then I turntable and left The memory is hollow But it is memory all the same I beckon you here But not so that I can surrender to your will But so that I can show you the truth in all things good You may shy away Hide in those self created shadows of misery But I will  lay waiting Just past midnight The chill and silence deafen my soul My love I beg I beg I'm falling I'm sitting within your oblivion Surrounded by creatures not of this world Demons reign and I fear the fall I turn I always turn You may leap into the hollowness of oblivion But I fear it's clutches I fear the hand of love So turn tail and return To the moment before midnight The moment just before The memory lingers And the strike of twelve is never heard
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May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC
Falling into Oblivion
Did you lay me down on a bed of nails and expect me to surrender my all ? I felt the waves wash over and they engulfed all that was good Dragging me down lower than I have ever fallen freely I wanted a lover But you entwined your darkness into my light No one heard the screams The midnight hour so haunting A chill lay in place of your heart You looked straight through me just before you leapt Head first into oblivion I just stood motionless for what seemed like a million years Then I turntable and left The memory is hollow But it is memory all the same I beckon you here But not so that I can surrender to your will But so that I can show you the truth in all things good You may shy away Hide in those self created shadows of misery But I will  lay waiting Just past midnight The chill and silence deafen my soul My love I beg I beg I'm falling I'm sitting within your oblivion Surrounded by creatures not of this world Demons reign and I fear the fall I turn I always turn You may leap into the hollowness of oblivion But I fear it's clutches I fear the hand of love So turn tail and return To the moment before midnight The moment just before The memory lingers And the strike of twelve is never heard
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54/F/English
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 5:19 PM UTC
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