Born anew
Threats on bloom
That's just a little baby
Mercy unfound
Shrivel and wretched
The kid malnourished
Nurture inexistent
Papa's love? Mama's love?
Anybody's at all?
Deemed herself unworthy
Ready for the fall
Shrunk at their laughter
Had it all
Little Miss. Unfortunate
If somewhere to find a dash of the kind
She shall fall on her knees
And beg for it more
Little Miss. Unfortunate
Light to defend
Thought the tunnel never end
Yet here we are!
False hopes again
It was a lie
Back in the tunnel we go.
She's at prime
It's her time
She shall be revived again
Fuck it! Fuck you! Fuck em all!
Back to her journey in the tunnels.
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The Clown Behind The Mask
PoetryThese are words inside my head I wanna cry out loud... call them poems I don't really care All I see were my tears so far Do you get it? may be not don't worry it's not your fault I couldn't sleep at night I'm cold My heart won't stop pounding, h...
