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The thirst brings me to my knees.
Suffocating, choking ,drownding in the sea of want.
I take it all in.
Taking what I could never have.
Taking this gift.
Ask me once.
Ask me twice.
What have you done to get this gift?

Confined within these bars
My mind soars with the thought of freedom.
Freedom.
Endless freedom.
The gift is that which i cannot have.

The thirst brings me to my knees.
Praying, pleading, begging for my want.
I take it all in.
Taking what I could never have.
Taking this gift.
Ask me once.
Ask me twice.
What have you done to get this gift?

Somethings are meant to die.
Some of which include my sanity.
I have erased it.
Along with the memory of you.
The gift which i cannot have.

The thirst brings me to my knees.
Accepting, consuming, taking what I've wanted.
I take it all in.
Taking what I could never have.
Taking this gift.
Ask me once.
Ask me twice.
What have you done to get this gift?

You ask and I will tell.
This freedom is something
I've always wanted and
could never have.
But if freedom means forgetting
what I once held dear...
You can keep it.