Resentment

"I'm just an object in the process 
Are you willing to except me
To give permission, on a mission
Driven by the static in perplexion
Left with blockage to stop my organs 
I know you feel bad Morgan
Don't be I'll be fine, as least you're not ignoring 
Dropped in the storm
Born cold with individual skilled formed
Heart is torn but I'm swarn in the world with a curse
Wishing I could give a woman what they deserve
Even know they are worth it
The Bible principles I learn it
The way the Earth is curved 
I'm left with eternity to burn
Currency I earn"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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