Intense

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Behold, behold the beauty of the sun

For the sleeping pills shall turn to ashes

I live alone

In all of my home

But I don't drink the water

For the water is poisonous

Do you find me to be riveting now?

Do you want to burn my purse full of belongings?

For I should warn you...

I am not fazed by this

For poisonous water never does the trick!

I have many miles written here

In the diaries of despair

Ask my pen to write my memoirs

For I'm sure my pen will be pleased

If this is a problem for you

Then don't be concerned about me

I'm sure I'll be fine in my home alone

For do you see my raging

In all of this bliss?

For all of this bliss is limited

And that stuffed teddy bear that you love so much

Is ripped to shreds...

Am I a child of fury

Or am I a child of light?

You tell me mister!

For I am a rose plight

And where am I against the light?

For the house is burning down!

Oh little children help me please,

Yet I am a child myself

And all of the things that were done to me,

I will forever be haunted

Love me, love me, love me please

For I need your extra love

Oh God from above,

Oh God from above

I am broken.

  • Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 1st, 2024 15:35
  • Category: Unclassified
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