Roped and Chained
Can't you see it?
These ropes tied around my body..
Those chains,
Keeping my from screaming?
Do you see it?
Yes?
Don't touch them!
Never release me,
You'll never know what will happen..
This chaining,
Has a purpose..
Releasing me,
Means releasing everything..
And I'll disappear..
Dying, in a fog,
Lost in my thoughts..
Never shall I be the same..
And neither will I exist..
For I'd die, and will be replaced..
These ropes tied around my body..
Those chains,
Keeping my from screaming?
Do you see it?
Yes?
Don't touch them!
Never release me,
You'll never know what will happen..
This chaining,
Has a purpose..
Releasing me,
Means releasing everything..
And I'll disappear..
Dying, in a fog,
Lost in my thoughts..
Never shall I be the same..
And neither will I exist..
For I'd die, and will be replaced..
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| Auteur: Wicked Rose | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 mei 2011 | ||
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