Unknown
As the blood drips
Whiskey she sips
And tears roll down her face
She looks at herself
And thinks what else
Except what a huge disgrace
With her heart torn
And her mind worn
She believes shes losing it all
But then she remembers
Like sparks to the embers
And knows that shes got to stand tall
But sadly her heart is jaded
From malice this world has created
Still she throws her head back
And screams to the sky
Thank God ive finally made it.
Copyright © Belle Douleur | Year Posted 2016
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