By Still Kenzy
…lost
fades
….alone
broken…
Walking alone is what is left
Ruined her life with only two hundred and twenty eight months subtract two from that
She could not blame her mother for she was raised right
But herself for taking in vain her freedom
Pleasure that turned into pain
She became heartless, killed an innocent soul
Driven by self love, but was it real for herself
Or fear of people knowing she was messed up?
Oh no! she wanted a good future indeed
Guilt lives to follow, her tears in a smile
She has decided to walk alone in the journey of life
No one else can understand her except herself
Just to live knowing that she became a life taker
With only two hundred and twenty eight months
Just forever lost in the deepest pits
She tried her best to no avail
Her heart could stand no more hell, she ran away to be forgotten
If you want to find her, look into the shadows of every hole
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