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Author: Ode to Maddness
Fiction Rated: T - English - General - Reviews: 1 - Published: 09-06-05 - Updated: 09-06-05 - id:2001914

Control

My control is slipping

I'm losing grip,

You're breaking my hold

On my self-control

I'm losing myself

In my need for you

My want for you

My love for you

I'm going mad

Trying to hold on

Trying to protect you

From me,

From my love,

From my passion,

I shake just thinking about you

And I think I've slipped

My hold is broken

I've fallen

Over the edge

Of my control

Your beauty entrances me

Captivates me

Draws me closer

So I am sorry

For what I might do

It will be not my mind

That speaks to you

But my emotions,

And so I am sorry

That I lost my grip

I am sorry for the future

Sorry for what I might do

Sorry for my emotions.



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