April 27, 2010
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The way you walk
Down the hall
You demand attention
I try to resist looking at you
So I look away

Your walk soon starts
To hypnotize
Me falling under your command
I crave your attention

Chills all over my body
As the mere thought of you
Stains my mind

No more
I can’t take it
I want you out of my head
Tired of your control

You win the battle
But I will win the war

I break free of the chains
Take control and vanquish
Your control over me

Now rain cleanses the
Battle field
Everything is calm and quite
Finally tranquility

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