i cant and won't
rope and hopeless
but still i rock on
the dawn wants
what it wants
demands of my haunt
my hang out in my soul
my unmastered bastard
my loss of control
i wish and i will
thrillseek dante's peak
meek and mild
hide my wild
wide eyed smiled
at the villian in consumption
i came i saw
was conquered a long a lot
a time ago in the middle of the snow
as slow as it fell
as did i as dry wiped my eyes
im suprised i made it
to the next sunrise
chay 2009
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