Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Recount

Dark and eerie, you
Lure me in
I fake and lie
But I want a little taste of sin

Holding me tight, your
Arms cradle my weary
Mesmerized by your spark
I faint not seeing clearly

With no release, you
Caught me so easily
I wish To go back
But this feeling too breezy

Worthy of regret, your
Showing no shame
Was it worth this
I play a losing game

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