Nightrayne
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8 april 2013

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Nightrayne
Nightrayne

freedom has no price

my emotions a wreaking ball
ripping me apart
shredding me from the inside out
sending me spiraling

freedom has no price...
yet, it seems I've sold mine
a pact with the devil - a moment of weakness
trapped in a cage I cannot escaped

my heart is wearing thin
you hold the key
so I'm begging...please...
set me free
please, I'm begging
down on my knees 
you've taken all I have to give
i'm begging please
just set me free
i have nothing left
you've stripped me bare
so I'm begging please
set me free

Kahlia Mazacalletti
9 april 2013 at 05:28

I really like your poetry......good work...Kahlia

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