Ion
I want it more than anything
That feeling of completion
I have that feeling in me
But is flirts with deletion
I have the love I need
But I long for compassion
I keep it locked deep inside
It begs for exstaction
I let it lay within me silent
It wants a ressurection
So here I stand in a total daze
Asking for protection
My talent is growing
And I fear its extinction
All good things
Must face depletion
Copyright 2008
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