The sweetest grace
Is the grace I can't erase
I shall die on this shallow tomb
Behold the stars that fade
And something is happening to me
I've never felt like this before
The light is on
Yet the darkness shines
I have created this monster for myself
For I need a friend
Who rubs me inside out
My sexual desires are in need
And I can't turn off this feeling
I have to keep going with it
For the monster in my head is sinking
I shall fall from grace
Do you love me when I'm down,
Or would you rather see me crawl?
I can't beg you for sex
All I can do is display my weakness
For my weakness is you
Wrapped up in guilt and shame
And I am writing this song
That I will never play
You will never get to hear it
For it doesn't matter anyway.
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Author:
Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (
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