But this thing has a hold over me and I cannot be released from its grasp.
It brings me down, knocking my limbs around two seconds later a crash is heard, and I'm laying on the ground.
Now battered and bruised,
Disoriented and confused,
Heartbroken and so abused.
There is nothing I can do.
I just want to be free
Wanna spread my wings
Please release this grasp on me
Let go of me epilepsy
Let me fly into the moonlit skies
Let me tell you goodbye.
H.Reese
©2012
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