I Inbibe


Sing the song of life slowly,
Pluck on my heartstrings
With caution,
Make me feel whole again, 
As you scratch my back,
I will hold you close,
Become one of the greats,
With each moment that passes ever so bittersweetly,
Remember that it's only because I want to hold on,

That I do,

To that night moon that shines on our

Beam a path of truth along the corridors,

Make us drink from the cup of bliss,

Swallowing every drop,

The End

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