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Nov 2016
I got the spirit in my shaking bones
Bottled up the feeling but this dam's about to go
And the water, the waters gotta flow
One more drop and she'll swallow you whole

Let go
Control

Empty eyes of silent night glare
The moon born over a lake called Despair
Look up, look up, can you hear the whispers on the air
Dive deep, maybe you can see, what is buried there

Let go
Control
Let go
Control
Let go
Control

Silver tongued disciple of the serpent king
Body of amber and eyes like sapphires cling
To your flesh but deeper, heavier, searching
Strike flash the ivory, color spurts, splashed ruby, don't scream

Let go
Control
Let go
Control

Guile of the ice grown thick over head
Air now thick with stale breath
Ancient green slow creeps to newly bled
It's no wonder, no thunder can wake the dead

Let go
Control
Let go
Hope
Spenser Bennett
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Spenser Bennett  26/M
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