Savior

A boy on a leash I fell for it
Crouching in the rain with a trenchcoated man
His silouhette haunts the dreams and art
Asingle innocent kiss brought him from the shadows
For hiding there for so long why didn't I notice him
Her lips seemed to carry a disease targeting mental reaches
My psychological conquering leaves me heartbroken
This mental virus is that man leashing me
The cold, dismal stream pours over my calloused feet 
Exposing the clean skin under the layers of pure filth
This man dumped me in this stream 
To show me the what i can be but unable to release
Until now....I have been saved by a figment of imagination
He has saved many others...thank him

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