Earth-Wind-And-Jewellery

POWERLESS

Chase me down to shoot me in the gut

Razor sharp tongue. Words that slice and cut.

Activated and shaken to the core.

Left striped bare and empty on the floor.

You’ve done it again, you’ve stolen my breath.

And so you rise as I fall like my chest.

Powerless, I’m here.

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