Well, this is my first post. I wish I had something profound or worth-while to say, but I don't feel I do at this point. I'm feeling dark and mysterious, but also alone and afraid. Perhaps this'll mean something:
The clock ticks away
I wish you were here
No matter what I do
You get farther away
My breathe comes from you
My pain comes from you
To live or to die
Is the decision made by you
My life is yours
You took control
When you first came in
And now I am yours
Even though I want nothing more
Than to be detatched

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