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 set my being on fire.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
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