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Such a bitch
On a Tuesday
My soul was crushed
Smashed into dust
Skin turned to rust
She ripped out my spirit
A bitch, and she knew it
You look away for one minute
Pushed past your limit
Such a radiant beast
Yet you’ll be her feast
You are her meat
Forever deceased
Don’t be deceived by her hair
At her locks you must tear
For a daily fight I prepare
Her presence, I truly can’t bare
On my nerves does she grate
A person one can only hate
On my mind is a weight
In her grasps I do await
A fierce lion, that one simply can’t tame
I’ll rip out her mane
If I ever get close again
My soul was crushed
Smashed into dust
Skin turned to rust
She ripped out my spirit
A bitch, and she knew it
You look away for one minute
Pushed past your limit
Such a radiant beast
Yet you’ll be her feast
You are her meat
Forever deceased
Don’t be deceived by her hair
At her locks you must tear
For a daily fight I prepare
Her presence, I truly can’t bare
On my nerves does she grate
A person one can only hate
On my mind is a weight
In her grasps I do await
A fierce lion, that one simply can’t tame
I’ll rip out her mane
If I ever get close again
Published 12th Mar 2024
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12th Mar 2024 1:01am
I'm guessing she has too much power over you, otherwise you would have lumped her by now, surely? Believe me, I have felt the same anger as you but I also held back because I was scared to retaliate plus I didn't want to lose my job!
12th Mar 2024 1:13pm
