Amnesty





Don’t cry for amnesty 
She’s bruised and withered
She pushed into me slowly
With the questions un-given

Go away 
Go go away
You touch all my scars 
all caused by you
You feel my cornered cause
You know I’ve always been true

Don’t cry for pity
She’s cold and shivers
She left me alone
The questions we live in

Go away
Go go away
You touch my face
Surprised by you
I feel I’m a disgrace
I’ve felt me turning astray

Our torment is real
Were left here to deal
With our power drained
I’ll never feel the same

  

Created on ... July 21, 2004