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Temptation Hole
Temptation,
I feel the tremor on my hands,
on my state of consfusion, I try,
Your image banish.
I run as fast as I can,
is so foggy, I hear my self
heavy breathing, I cant,
I rest and try again.
On the way,
I tripped over a remembrance,
of my past injustice of love,
flash back hitting, splitting My thoughts.
Im shocking, is dragging Me
down,
I see Your Hands on my fall,
I cant reach out,
I dont know what is
down there.
SENA
I feel the tremor on my hands,
on my state of consfusion, I try,
Your image banish.
I run as fast as I can,
is so foggy, I hear my self
heavy breathing, I cant,
I rest and try again.
On the way,
I tripped over a remembrance,
of my past injustice of love,
flash back hitting, splitting My thoughts.
Im shocking, is dragging Me
down,
I see Your Hands on my fall,
I cant reach out,
I dont know what is
down there.
SENA
Published 28th Mar 2016
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