It Is What It Is
There has been a death
Inside of me
He's killed me many times
And now he wonders why
I'm rotting
Now he wants to just move on
I'm not the person I once was
And it can never be again
This is now and that was then.
Copyright © Zaida Ruiz | Year Posted 2012
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