PERFECT EXCUSE Read Count : 15

Category : Poems

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While I'm still scratching my feet on the ground for balancing
They wanted me to breed another of my kind
I'm not sterile, neither do I want to yield to there interest
I can't bear to have a second pathetic of me!
Life is fun, all i see is fume
Paying a debt i knew nothing about with my happiness
And claimed to be an empathy
A perfect excuse for elation
As i watched myself been locked in the dark.

┬ępresh

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