No one should love me
I'll venom them away
To save me from their cruelty
That eventually they lay.
Then I won't have to live
Under hurt and pain
I can try to salvage
That which keeps me sane.
Eventually they tell me
I don't need you no more.
I could never love you
I don't want a whore
They leave me tired and bloody
Fom the battle in my heart
A void the size of oceans
keeping me apart.
With no guilt ~ the bitches
go and lead their merry life
God sent me down to earth
and mocks the normal wife.
--Diva
Thursday Short Run, Little Dry Creek
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I have not posted to my blog in forever, so here I am before Google deletes
me.
2 years ago
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