by Dawn   Apr 6, 2009

Let me be free of you,
And all the things you put me through.
Release me from your deathly grip,
I no longer want to go down with the ship.
Take your hands off my wrists,
Stop beating me with your fists.
Too much has happened between you and I,
That we can't start again no matter how hard I try.
I'm through with this, I'm done with you,
I will no longer be a thing for you to use.


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