Bound

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It's no mistake

i'm the way i am

you made me this way

now i'm bound to stay

pulling and pushing

gasping for breath

so much more to this than death

the slightest movement

brings tears to eyes

but tonight it shall not

be me who cries

I bow down before you and kneel

and this i know as my last meal

tears you away,

away from me

finally, clearly can i see?

this truth was meant for me

oh yes, only for me.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

meh. i'm not sure whether i'm depressed or not. i can't really tell.

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