Sometimes, the only choice
1.Slipping
in the shadows,
With
scars on his wrists,
Sliming
down your pockets,
You
can’t feel his fists.
2.Dwelling
in the light,
Fingers
full of gold,
How
she got it all
Is
a truth untold.
3.Swaying
on the water,
Delicate
black swan,
She
escaped from darkness,
When
she’s done, she’s done.
4.Judge
not the sad children,
They
are not to blame,
Maybe
if you were them,
You’d
have done the same.
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