Dumping Ground
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Bringing your troubles; like I was your dumping ground
Walked away with my life without as much as an amen
No words spoken, until my happiness drowned
Shadows diminishing, never to be seen again
But I am now seeing through your corrupted soul
As you now dance and skip along with my life
It was your master plan, your only goal
Leaving me with your ill gained strife
So funny, you turning a blind eye when told
Giving your lame excuses as to the why
But I was never left blind to your bold
Your laughter as you left me high and dry
You are forgiven, but never are you as forgot
As I’m now made to live your sorry sad life
I wish you well with my life that you have now got
Except all of my curses, and along with it all of my strife
Because for you in my life there is no coming back
So, go out, and enjoy my life whilst you can
As I now cope with everything that you so lacked
Wasting my time on everything you could not understand
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2025
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