He beat the love out of her
The life and breath
Till all that was left
Was an empty shell
Following routines
Day after day after day after day
She was strong
Yet she was broken
Smiling
Yet crying
He took away what was rightfully hers
And left with out
Another word
She took away his trust
Left him feeling cheated
And in her dust
No trace of love
No trace of need
Just a shell
That can't stay clean
Needles and shots
Shots and needles
One becoming two becoming dozens becoming hundreds
Till he becomes satan
Till he feels no trace
Of being cheated or tainted
He took away their freedom
Locked them up
They're good as gone
Groups of shells
Never to see daylight
Never to see the waves crash upon the sand
All because of one mistake
A stolen crumb
A black market sale
A small mistake
Wasted
A living breathing human being
Wasted
All for a crumb
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