Of all the remains
You still keep living up your life on her
She despises you
As how you did to herWhy are you coming back?
Licking the spit, the curse, the solemn shit
Those nasty things you did
Makes her sufferAnd why would you come back?
The scars never fade
The tears never dry
The wreck never heals
And filthy hands of yours still want to held her backStupid brother
Does not know his dollar.
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Someone Else's Angel
PoetryA collection of thoughts and opinions of an ordinary people.