Everything is coming down My well built world is spinning 'round Everything is being stolen My mind, my heart, my soul is swollen As time goes on, I feel its stare Always present, always there Always watching over my shoulder Makes me cringe, my being grows colder Within this house, within these walls Is where my world slowly falls My whole existance eroding away Minute by minute, day by day Yhe longer I'm here, in this prison The less I talk, the less I listen but I do have a shine, my own special light To help me through the darkest of night It's not there tears, nor the blade Those have passed, although scars have been made Within the presence of this angel I see my everything, from a different angle When I'm with him, is the only time Where I can willingly share, what is mine My mind is clear, my heart is cleansed Even though I'll never feel this ever all again It doesn't matter, and nothing does He is my everything, my only love.Birth sign: Libra
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