On Monday, I evaded you
On Tuesday, you caught up
On Wednesday, you attacked
Then Thursday, you surrounded me
Friday, I refused to let you in
On Saturday, you came anyway
Then on Sunday, you left me
Broken and Beaten
Afraid of your return
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Are You Satisfied? (Poetry)
PoetrySociety holds us down- in more ways then one. Its chains wrap around our arms and legs, pulling us farther away from our true selves. Tell me, are you satisfied? ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Mention of Bl**d Mention of Su!cid3 Mention of r@p3
