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May 2010
In the dark
She calls to me
A loud whisper
A silent scream
In the distance
The lights grow dim
On borrowed time
I guess it is
Leave it to me
To get stuck here
This place of shame
Of tortured lust

My eyes flicker
My hearts jumps
My breaths are deep

Within my chest
So i sit and listen
Patiently wait
For the day to come
For my chance at fate
My faith at hands
To reveal my future
(c) Isaac Thornhill
Written by
Isaac C. Thornhill
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