Are you and Charels... An item?
WHAT?! NO!!
I saw it coming, A mile away. And I still let it take me.
That sinking depression, The one I had when I left. When I left them to go home.
I could have stopped it, But I didn't. That's just how cruel I am to myself.
I took it on, And now it's taken over. And I can't get it out of my head.
It's my poison. One I took willingly. It's sweet taste is something I wanted.
I'll just sleep now, Just let it wash over me. Just let it take me.
Good.
The Maculate Magister · Fri Aug 08, 2008 @ 04:50am · 0 Comments |