Little by little when they have had me
In all the ways they wanted
Told me
This makes me a higher person
Only to hold me
In all the ways that did them good
They question now
The morality of my tired
As they want more and more
Of what they desire
Avoid looking for the light within
They like to set, my being on fire.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 20th, 2026 07:14
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Comments1
To be used for another's benefit and told that it is for your own good is a twisted manipulation that if one buys into leaves one normal in a psychotic world and psychotic in a normal world. A very mind provoking work
Thanks a lot for your support and reflection:)
You are most welcome Alan
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