Her X
Diluted coward
Polluted soul
Your heart it holds a gaping hole
Sadistic brain waves ooze out of your lips
Your words are bound by a satanic grip
Your control on others has minimized,
In defeat you suddenly want to compromise
Not in this life, not on my path
Soon you’ll feel
Eternal wrath.
By: Sabina Nicole
Copyright © Sabina Nicole | Year Posted 2013
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