Get Rid Of The Advertisements

Nothing can
resist you I know. . .
I was once your
designated pawn.
I'm not ready
to stay down on
my knees for you.
I'm not ready
to tie myself to
your stained lies,
gnashing the truth
of who I am without you.
I found you paralyzing.
Crippling my vision.
distorting it to your
rose colored ways.
I now see past
your vision.
Past those pretty
brown eyes.
Dissected by your
Almost tragic,
how consumed I
truly became.
Addictions were fed,
and poisons
were contrived.
Bless me with silence,
and resume. . . . .



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By Karmic Anarchist

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