Thoughts and ramblings of one who's bored, inspired, thinks too much, and yes, a tadbit crazy.
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Shackled
I walk like a zombie out of its grave
Lost in thought and in a daze
To love and passion I am a slave
I tell my heart and soul I must behave
But how can I when it is you I crave
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