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by DragonBlue
16 lines, 1 comment,
on Nov 19 1:37 PM
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Taking the back streets
hiding in the sheets
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Betrayal by one who should always defend your honor without fail
respect you with loyalty in the absence; not create a personal hell
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My feet and legs are sore from walking for miles.
My thoughts are scattered as I wander all the while.
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Hanging from chains, my wrists bleeding and bruised I stare at bare feet, with tight manacles used.
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Horrendously deep are your emotional eyes understanding and empathic I realize
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As I sadly drift
towards the mist,
by DragonBlue
19 lines, 6 comments,
on Oct 2 11:52 PM
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