You never saw it coming my confession
My tongue split your head like a weapon
And my love was treated with rejection
Just a poison to your world you live in question
But I was the remedy already in session
And you failed every lesson
Your mask like glass brought out aggression
When I had been your only blessing
You lost my affection
What is now your direction
Another cheap gal I’m guessing
© Delia Ross. 2019
Do you ever regret it, responding to me on Instagram the way you did, when I came with pounds of fright and courage, to deliver you a special package, that you just threw on the floor and crushed? You knew my heart was inside, shaped as a poem? You know it’s the very moment it died? An angel came to you and you made her cry. Are you alive?
9 replies on “Confession”
He has no self-worth. He’s been taught he can only get something if he buys it. Please go easy on my love…
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Bit off my claws, hands will likely still swing
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He doesn’t want to unplug, he wants in the matrix
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😭😭😭
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Maybe he would like me if I took my panties off for the world… then I’d be worth watching/noticing
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😢😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
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All his life they taught him he could only get what he could buy
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My heart was inside shaped as a poem
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You didn’t have to accept my love but you didn’t have to break it either…
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