POSSESSED
Stare through my sea blue eyes,
Pierce the senses which i strive to mask.
Contol me and dictate my longing
Rip apart my predicted path
Pull me towards your abyss alas.
I will, cannot protect myself
from fate dictated by your charms
I am yours , I am disarmed.
Sunday, 10 May 2009
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