Waste of Time

by abcede   Mar 24, 2009


You enigma and fake,
you're breaking my heart.
I try to pull from you,
but don't get too far...
It's making me sick.
My chest is so tight.
My breath is restrained.
To breathe I must fight!
Restrictions and bindings
and scrapes, scars, and cuts;
I can't take it! It's hurting!
This pain is too much!
Break and reject me,
but don't string the line.
It'll stretch and then break...
a waste of my time.

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