Only thing I could remember;
Was a black out
but found myself;
in a warehouse
a warehouse of danger
I was being tied
a case of life and death
Tried to fight;
but beaten
cry and cry
they laugh;
All because ;
I didn’t agree to the gang leader
to do what exactly?
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D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Ah open ended this could be what ever the reader is in the mood for. A lovely way to leave things hanging. Nicely penned
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