8 November 2012
Muscles relaxed, skin exposed and tender The bruising weakens my vision of strength Contracting Aching Throbbing For a touch You'd take the challenge and ignore it's length
Plead for a breath for forgiveness Knowing your ignorance for me, I'll wait That distant wish of a second life Come back from the grave and unleash my hate
Wonder if you could survive torture I'd see if you could get to three Find out if you are all you said Laugh if you'd try to flee...
Laugh While You Can • Opuss № I