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Feb 2017
This is a pain you can't read about...etched to my soul from the bowels of hell...
A darkness I beseech to escape...
A nightmare inescapable...suffocating my very being...
heart knocking against it's cages , in attempt to abdicate ...
But I'm subject to the pain...
Bullet wounds through my chest
I'm a victim to cupids arrow...
I'm bleeding love ...
Into your silver chalice and you sip the life from me...
Through all the barricades you find me and adorn me in gold chains, like slavery ...
This is what I am to you...
I look in the mirror and see your reflection...
I'm in love with your evil.
This is about a battle between who you are and who want to be...
Lisa Lesetedi
Written by
Lisa Lesetedi  19/F/Botswana
(19/F/Botswana)   
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