I forbid you,
and incase you.
Tie you to the post and humilliate your reputation.
Deny my sins,
Act like a victim and then forgive you for what you have done.
After I grow tired and weary of you.
I'll walk off in the sunset.
Whistling as I go along a golden path.
While you lay there on the ground,
blistered and bloody.
Broken hearted,tormented, and crying. |
Submission Name: The Maiden Rush
