Live in Lust

watch this feather fall as i lay on the dust of your mind to whither

I asked myself if i wanted to live

my answer was no

i wanted know if i could see myself give

my heart as a sacrafice

my skin is numb,

im losing sensitivity

i feel so dumb!

shouded by your negativity

whose to say this life is over and we return to dust

then i want to live my life and Live in Lust


The End

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