"they Used My Own Ink Againt Me"
my PEN
it posioned myself
stabed by my blood words
I drunk and choked on the biter tastes
left by the rode side
by my own thoughts
of doing good deeds
come kick me
good rich neighbor
seal my children fate
fatten your great reputation
by the crimes you do to all other
the ones that
are done in back allys
let them eat cake
but were are all flowers
to put too my
baked over cheated
poorly dressed fate
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2006
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