Remember me when I’m gone as I will you if I take a new pathway
I’m weary and tired of living a silent, dreary existence
I need to find some peace, contentment, and happiness someway
I need a way to reach my dreams and to give my life substance
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My desires have ignited into burning flames as I wait for your caress
I yearn for when you at last bring my quivering flesh to sweet release
Riding the waves of sweet ecstasy, as I moan your name in sweet bless
Laying in your arms where just for awhile we find such a breathtaking peace
...
You my dear bring such ecstasy and joy into my life, as my lover and friend
I dread the time I must return to my reality, to my mundane, routine existence
To find my cold empty house, and the hectic crazy days that seem to never end
To crave the warmth of your embrace, wanting to feel your heartbeat through the distance
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Beginnings
How do I find my way again, terrified of my own feelings
Can I dare open my heart up so freely?
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CHANGING
Times are changing and so am I; I've become a weary traveler once more in my own existence
Searching on this lonely road with all its twists and turns, looking for the which road to seize
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Remember Me When I'M Gone
Remember me when I’m gone as I will you if I take a new pathway
I’m weary and tired of living a silent, dreary existence
I need to find some peace, contentment, and happiness someway
I need a way to reach my dreams and to give my life substance
Just as I think I might have finally found something good in this life of mine
I find that those who you care about most are not always who they seem
I’m tired of being used; finding some people now leaves a bitter taste like cheap wine
Finally learning I’m not achieving mine but their dream
So if you’re a user then my hat goes off to you for fooling me
I give and enjoy giving to those who appreciate what I have to offer to them
Once I realized and see the truth then it’s my shame if I don’t set myself free
One thing to remember I will give this little spell to you from this femme
“I let loose the universe upon your head
May what you sew you now harvest on this day
Now you’ll feel the thorns of your rose bed
For this is the witch’s way”