It's not that easy.
Forget this. Forgive that.
Let it go and everything is breezy.
As soon as it's gone.
Temptation calls.
Digging into the walls.
Then everything falls.
Yet, it's better after that.
The rage with the bat.
The fun with the gun.
The constant chase and run.
Judgement is stared.
Regret, simply scared.
Angel's turned away, as demons make way.
You took too long to see.
Nothing will just be.
If I were you, I'd take a knee.
Forced to adjust.
Creating what must.
Heal your broken heel.
Lose the crutch of lust.


  • Angela1711

    Nice read enjoyed :)

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