LABYRINTH BED
I lost my way in your bed.
All the words you never said.
I thought what we had was unique,
but only God knows what you seek.
Take advantage of the sorrows,
and play games with the egos.
Caught in your labyrinth bed,
walking with the flaming red.
Can't find my way out, I lose this game.
I die bleeding in this misery frame.
The unsaid words echo inside.
I dig my way down and hide.
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2006-11-18 at 19:29
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