I won I won the contest of who could survive the flame He thought I would only live in shame I refused to take all the blame He was the one who forfeited the game All I did was reveal his name Now I refuse to ever become tame I have become the widow of his scars The toxic poison in his cigar I stalk him like a black Jaguar I was the one who stole the star He would never let my soul go far His mistake as his bones rot in the tar He cursed I would feel nothing but condemn I filled up my hole with seeds made of gems Pretty colours rose from the diamond stems His sharp words become sewed within hells hem It was nothing he didnt deserve from them Hes now forgotten, lost forever in the Thames Sara Drake
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 19:54:36 +0000
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