9 set 2015

Exit bag.

Come on so sweet and deceitful,
I have nothing else to lose;
she looks at me confused
and every day is another fight
smiles become so painful.

Just come, inhaling this present
I'm the mother of sadness,
tossed from one body to another
without energy to fight
for a sincere sentiment.

Afraid to fall
into the darkest depth,
I gave up loving,
I gave up strength

Memories bit my brain
sucked up and drained,

I thought I could breathe,
but he choked me.

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