Sunday, August 18, 2013

Let me go



Remove the dagger from my heart
Even if it tears me apart
Take out the sword
Spill my blood

What else is left
What more can I give
What else can I offer
But my life, my love

This fever I endure
My fists filled with tears
My face hot with love
My chest tight and sore

I lay in your bed of thorns
The more I move the more it hurts
My conscience tells me to stay put
But I reach out and touch you

They say you're not my pain
That I simply gave you the right
The title of king of my body
The crown for ruling my heart

But it's your sweet lips I see
When I close my eyes
It is your skin I want to touch
When I feel love inside me

I'm not as free as I claim to be
For my heart lies in your hands
Between your pride and courage
I lay waiting your soul to awaken

Remove your dagger from my heart
Even if it tears me apart
Take out your sword
Spill my blood

Let me go

A.M



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