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Chains In Your Eyes
women always a problem
never knew my own mind
happy to get what I could
you the best I could find
chains rattle in your eyes
I'm drowning in your malice
fate led me to your clutches
drink this poisoned chalice
you left me black and blue
sub-human and perplexed
wondering where you were
what punch coming next
little self-esteem to begin
you turne...
Tuesday 15th December 2020 11:05 am
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