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ForgottenBreath -> Inside Me (1/6/2005 1:58:10 PM)
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"Inside Me" by breath
Wrapped within a delicate frame
A woman stands, proud and willful
Her spirit soars higher than the eagle
Wits and Intellect sharp as the wolf
A more beautiful creature doesn't exist.
She is eager, yet cautious
Curious, yet fearful of her findings
Wild, yet the calm of the storm
Loved, and yet she often hates herself
Is she realistic or a dream?
Playful, yet wise beyond her years
Wanton, yet often the first to blush
Needy, yet able to stand on her own.
And yet there is a fire, an ember
Fanned by the heart and urged by the soul
To be taken, to be wanted, to be controlled.
A key to unlock those secret doors
Where fantasy lingers awaiting light
Chains and pain are more intriguing
Than the slow dullness of her existance
She hurts, she wants, she needs
The touch of a Man stronger than herself
And yet the coolness of lingering romance
has starved the flame of it's source.
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