Nothng Left To Take
< What have you come to say?
What have you come to take?
What more is there?
Do you want more?
Are you not satisfied?
You stripped me bare, you know me now.
In the still of the night I will escape and render you powerless over me.
You will be but a distant memory of when I use to be without a soul.
I will snatch it from your firm grip, claw my way out of your hold on me.
I will battle to regain myself and bring my soul back home.
Copyright © Mary Diliberto | Year Posted 2015
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