Your Debt

Tossing and turning, the night lingers long
She holds me hostage, her grasp very strong 
I heard my dream spin, her lips to my ears
Asking her to stop, only brought more tears

She’s proceeds to hurt, twisting more dam lies
With what we go through, another friend dies
Cold sweat brings the chills, blankets and sheets wet
She holds me hostage, they’ll never pay your debt

(c) 2013 Michael Yost 03/19

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