Locked in a box Before I am locked in this dark box All will gather ‘round Share a bunch of empty glares The all being to frown I climb inside and close the lid I hear them gather near A man walks up and locks me in I’m trapt inside of here Whatelse ,I wonder,… Continue reading Locked in a Box
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Cursed Gift
Often times I wonder How it ever got this way Continually I ponder About this eternal penance that I must pay I think about the way things were Before I became the way I am Sometimes I am not even sure Of why I even give a damn All of the beautiful women I had… Continue reading Cursed Gift