When life gives you lemons,
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You make lemonade.🍋
But what if lemonade was a sick and twisted lifelong game?
Sugar was the added shame.
The people who purchase it are to blame.
For continuously smiling and lying pushing you insane.
If the stand built wasn't sturdy, but a home of love thought to survive.
And the money you stuffed in your greedy pocket had holes that couldn't be seen with eyes.
Just the weary passion to get up and add water.
But water was the very ingredient that made the disaster stronger.
So you share your poison and tell them to have a nice day.
They wave back and send their children to pay.
The ugly truth is that we are all but a plague.
The taste of our transgressions, our hatred...
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Your Lemonade.
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Darkness Within Light
PoesíaA book of Poetry. A time in my life where nothing made sense and the only thing, I had to speak my truth was my keyboard or my pencil. These poems are all written as a piece of me. I'm sharing these with you. Read them at your own risk. This is when...