LET GO
An invisible string always pulls me back to you
I'm dying to catch my breath no matter what I say or do
I'm here on the edge again waiting for an end to this woe
I wish I could let go
You hold me with no touch, you imprison me with no chain
But I've never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love again
You are nothing to me; neither friend nor foe
I wish I could let go
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Dulcet Musings of a Restless Mind
PoesíaThese violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and powder; which, as they kiss, consume. A compilation of my violent delights as a teenager. I otherwise like to refer to it as poetry - scattered words on a page, seeming...
