Could you,
Loosen your grip on my reigns?
Obviously, you
Can't see how you're,
Killing me softly
Where am I now? Where do I sleep?
Over and over it replays on my mind,
Reverbirating sound of whips tearing my skin
Kindly put me down, and just put me out of my misery.
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Could you,
Loosen your grip on my reigns?
Obviously, you
Can't see how you're,
Killing me softly
Where am I now? Where do I sleep?
Over and over it replays on my mind,
Reverbirating sound of whips tearing my skin
Kindly put me down, and just put me out of my misery.
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