Skin Shed-Argyle Park

Heavy in your hands Guess I should have known Manipulation for one of your own Now it’s time for suffering To shed the skin to which you cling A relic of my everything Is all you’ve left to hold I see no answer I should have known I see no answer aggression in store I see no answer one of your own I see no answer comes to a halt falling – letting – crawling – shedding Leave me what I am A mere shell of a man …… take …… I come at your command [[Category:Argyl Park]]

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