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Inheriting Yourself
You're too far gone for me to step in
I've given you my blood and precious time.
Society has given you dozens of chances
yet you drain the system dry.
You're a freight train off track
into the solar plexus of civilization.
You've managed to turn the iridescence of
love, loyalty, friendship
into the opaqueness of deception and decadence.
Here you are, a light year beyond your prime
dark deceiver scrounging for dimes.
A Bonafide parasite.
Angelic looks once gave you safe haven- free rides.
Now you've run out of bridges-shallow charisma exposed.
This haven is overgrown with thorn and briar
the free ride is nothing but taillights in the mist
You've inherited nothing but red eyed dead ends.
Copyright ©
Anthony Biaanco
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