To long i have sat here and thought
When did this all happen and why
How did she do it
She must be Wicca
Its the only rationale for her cruelty
Only a servent of fallen angels
would hate man so
She hangs this over me like a clenched fist over a toddler
Im sure you have had enough of babysitting me
But the last tear shed
Shreds scar tissue where you once sat
I dont let people in
Its too cold for most
To cold for you
Farwell and good luck
Thanks for the inspiration
Muses' too are fickle as love and fashion....
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