Monday, August 17, 2009

and inspiration strikes

You hold me without chains, though theyre the strongest ive ever seen in my life . I dont now whether to stay and marvel at the power you have over me or run before it gets any worse. my feet dont move. I stay for the moment of pure extacy i get from you, forgetting that after i'll be lef withering in pain as i have every other time. i try to run but i can only get so far before your gravity pulls me back in, and the worst part is i dont fight it. for by now ive already forgotten about the pain, and im ready for the unmistakable high you give me over and over. this never ends, its your favorite game, and you're the mvp.

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