20 January 2015

Cold

dry, cold
I think I know
I think I know now

move on
because I can't come back
I can't come back, now
lead on
because I can't give back
I can't give back, gone

but what's this hold?
this pull, this biting spell
stinging
leaves me under zero
sinking, shining new dilemma

because I thought I knew
I thought I knew then
but I think I know
I think I know, now

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