Oh, the twists and turns, have brought me here
The choice, the sins, the unfaced fears,
Faces in the dark, of the dark, behind the dark
Crusting and aging and destroying my heart.
Here I kneel, before the tomb,
One last time I crave the womb
The warmth that I left far behind,
Innocence lost, the devil reminds.
I would beg forgiveness, could I remember the words
I would ask the last chance, if I could just stop the world
The Thief mustered one last shuddering breath
Remember me, just before his death
Sunday, January 20, 2008
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