Saturday, February 20, 2010


I've noticed a feeling,
And I may have a hard time healing,
You've impaired my heart,
And yet you still won't depart.

I'm stuck under your finger,
My soul demands that I not linger,
But I'm incapable of escape,
I've become nothing but a malleable shape.

So I'll settle for a prayer,
And with my god I'll share,
Until I make my break,
I'll deal with this excruciatingly jaded ache.

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