Suffer

Born to suffer,
forced to live like non other
tag me as a bother..
crush my hopes as a blunder
hold me hostage 6 feet under
ponder me a stain, I wonder?
Death has no thirst for me!
Blasphemy?
what could be the worst for me...
The land I walk on burns, love is love
But desire turns..
I am a product of the soil,
faild to blend in, i am like water in oil.
My destiny is now and after.
tortured now and after..
got me thinking mybe i was born to suffer
like no other.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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April 4, 2012 at 12:03 PM
THIS WAS AN EMOTIONAL ONE,
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