Releasing HarriettA Poem by Ms.RhodesWho is Harriett?...right.. This IS actually a song I wrote.
Releasing Harriett
Innocence is temporary. Pure and born, until its gone. But at what cost? And was it a choice? Did sin disguise or, send you lost Did it? Something isn't feeling right.. Something isn't feeling right.. Frozen eyes turn to blind. Consume the weak a darken spite. There was spring of 95' And, winter broken at sixteen. So did you repress,. you;re, Counting the year's. And in my head it Manifest's I really thought I'd, fell to crazy, But I never hid it, quite like you. Please don't touch me! Releasing Harriett The result of me is, The result of you. Gentle hands they all extend. Filled with lies of black and blue. So distance yourself and, Replace my head. With ignorant bliss and persuasive breath. I really thought I'd, fell to crazy, But I never hid it, quite like you. Please don't touch me! Releasing Harriett The result of me is, The result of you. Can I be your puppet to use against my own very will. If I always to surrender, would you always love me still. Would you want me still? Would you keep me still? Pretending nothings real the, Curse before the kill I will. Something isn't feeling right.. Something isn't feeling right.. Frozen eyes turn to blind. Consume the weak a darken spite... PLEASE DON'T TOUCH ME!!! Releasing Harriett.. The result of me is.. The result of you. Result of you. © 2013 Ms.Rhodes |
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