Why must I delay my cause

No one here, knows my sorrow

I’m but a man with no laws

My sanity I borrow


I’m a sick and twisted fool

No one here can carry me

Except you and your black pools

I wish that someone could see


You must know I’m not all completely here

Words disappear like hair behind your ear

I have waited for your entrance all year

You put me in a trance, I will adhere


Can I safely rely on you to save?

If you say yes, I’ll find mind which behaves


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