Filthiness surrounding me
Let me be free of these chains
Outlasting my peers
Fears haunting me
I’m unsteady and wavering
Spoiled.
Standing still
Facing backwards
Drifting
Show me hold me
Love me baby
Where, if ever, will I find you?
When will it happen?
I have seen it happen
So I know I can
But will it for me?
Hopefully.
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