Think back to the memories Ive made
Reminisce on all the gifts ive gave
Something always itching on my chest
Creeping thoughts did I give my best ?
Tease and test people every day after all its all in jest
I do what I want can you really detest ?
Ears ringing vision spinning settle down and go to rest
Clammy hands I never admit feel at awe when im just a guest
You speak too soft oh not again maybe loosen up that tight corset
You dont want to it sets you back
Still afraid of getting ransacked
Why be like that I know your strength
Still playing catch when you know the length
Catch some air no need to sink
Ill lend my hands when you’re at your brink
Dont pull me in I will let go
Just grasp on firmly and stay afloat
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Author:
The Count (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: September 17th, 2019 14:08
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 17
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