Guilt stricken, about my nothingness
because its all I desire
I'd like to take an instant
to set your heart on fire
Flying into your soul
I feel the burning heat
You've made me welcome
you're now my retreat
I'd let you in further
but my sentiments on the mend
Please forgive me
It's only a mirage of a dead end
Submissive is my urge
Petrified is my truth
And I do want to make it right
before we lose our youth
You've given me nothing
and its all I own
but your future is my fortune
that ultimately will be shown
Jul 7, 2012
Jul 7, 2012 at 12:39 PM UTC
Guilt stricken, about my nothingness
because its all I desire
I'd like to take an instant
to set your heart on fire
Flying into your soul
I feel the burning heat
You've made me welcome
you're now my retreat
I'd let you in further
but my sentiments on the mend
Please forgive me
It's only a mirage of a dead end
Submissive is my urge
Petrified is my truth
And I do want to make it right
before we lose our youth
You've given me nothing
and its all I own
but your future is my fortune
that ultimately will be shown
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