Array ( [sid] => 183685 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Obsessions [time] => 2016-10-23 11:11:41 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Nowhere to run, nowhere to go.

It/'/s taken over, it/'/s taken all control.

Focus is completely gone.

No use in trying to hang on.

Morning, noon and night.

No use in trying to fight.

Would giving in mean you lose?

What if it/'/s the option you want to choose?

Pull the trigger, feel the blow.

Watch it bleed, take in the show.

Exhale breath of relief.

Let go of all of your grief.
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Obsessions
Date: Sunday, 23rd October 2016 @ 11:11:41 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: lilblkcat
Nowhere to run, nowhere to go.

It/'/s taken over, it/'/s taken all control.

Focus is completely gone.

No use in trying to hang on.

Morning, noon and night.

No use in trying to fight.

Would giving in mean you lose?

What if it/'/s the option you want to choose?

Pull the trigger, feel the blow.

Watch it bleed, take in the show.

Exhale breath of relief.

Let go of all of your grief.


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