Falling

Falling

She was on her knees
Repeatedly begging
Starving for an escape

Her heart darker than the midnight sky
Gashes across her pale white skin
This is what you get for falling

Never trade lies for foolishness
Settle for yourself and no one else
…..His hand landed…..

Broken, bruised, revengeful
Slowly slipping
This is what you get for falling

Never let the music of insanity be the bass of your destiny….

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