Hold Her Captive Forever
The concept is flawed
The picture is distored
The girl is broken
Damaged goods
No one gives a damn
Drop to your knees
Head foward
Hands behind your back
Options that define
Everything your not
No time to stop
No time to question
Times up
Now you have
Become Her
Give up now
Now is too late
The spirals spin
Back in place
Somewhere
Time stands still
Somewhere
The Horizon is not Invisible
And the light is visible
And hope has not yet died
But inside of me it is dead
Ashamed, I stand with no
dignity or purpose
The rememberance of my
past used to give me pleasure
But now it gives me pain
Because now I know
What I have become today
And the idea of it should never
be set free.
Hold Her captive forever.
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