I shiver alone in my bed, tossing and turning
Trying to rid myself of the demons with faces so familiar
They all look like you they becon and call.
Thier voices so sweet and alluring
The sirens call anchors me deep in a lake of despair.
Gasping for air I strugle against the bonds that hold me tight.
Memories of you stronger than any steel chain or cell.
How can I escape I have not the will.
where do you start, how do you begin to rebuild the wreckage of me.
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