21 grams that contain so much
Invaded and stolen by your touch
How can you take what belongs to me
21 grams that will never be free
Is my aching soul too heavy for you
21 grams holds all that is true
I cant live without them, nobody understands
I survive from the blood that drips from your hands.
Rebecca Dalmaso
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/21g/
