With Control I Must Abide

A Healing High 
Compressed goodbye 
Fortified 
With a tender lie

My doubtful sigh
A lawful bide
Notarized
With wishful stride

Bleach bled dye
Red run rye
Petrified
With a bloody tide

A terror suprise
Tears run dry
Circumcised
With control abide
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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