Temptations my motivations tell me.
Your expired but in wired in my life.
I don’t mind it, till I find it.
The truth,
The lies were uncovered.
Discovered by your son,
By a son with no sympathy for anyone.
Seize my life and give it go.
Just give me a second and I’ll dress up like a clown.
Just give me a second my hair isn’t right?
I’m expecting then respecting but thrown away.
Pail as Dracula searching for an exit,
Save me from this fate.
The misery seeping in
Into my skin.
Tattoos no more.
Stain, just let it go.
I’m ready to go.
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Author:
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