Make the pain go away like only you can, Make me love something again, Make me move like you always used to, Make my mind work, and destroy the clouds, Make my soul feel again. I died long ago, and then I met you, I died a thousand times again, Brave men die only once, said Caeser, Before his lovers jammed their dagger in his heart, Cowards die a thousand times, Only because life never seems to be there for us. Crying, and cowering, I cry for someone, Someone pure, and someone there, Someone, Anyone, to help me up, From the darkness I've lived in, Closing, Screaming silent, and dead.
Reason for writing:
Abandoment complex mixed in with an inane love of William Shakespear's 'Julius Caeser'. Go Figure
Birth sign: Taurus
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