Tangle here in your web of deception. I thought I knew you but I guess not. It was just an act so you could close and hurt me at my core. To make me become a puppet to your strings. Make me embarrass myself for your own amusement. Making me feel dull so you shine. But, at the end of day you are still worthless. As lies that web around in my head. Making me think twice on who you could trust. Try to escape from your grasp but every time I move . I get more stuck. Stuck so much that at this point it feels pointless. Tangle up like the feeling of love you and wrap up in the thoughts that weave throughout my brain. Just wanted to be free from the deception that you web me up in.
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Deluxe Vision
PoesíaThe vision of mines never lost its colors. It just evolved into something new. Like almost a deluxe version of it self. With stories that been hidden from world and ready to shine. Being add on to my book Color Vision. Here goes the stories that did...
