He didn’t think I would make it


No longer could I take it

This new found happiness

I could no longer fake it

Heaven knows I needed this Awakening

Hazel gazes

Smoking trees

Sun Kissed Knees

Georgia Peach

A lemon squeeze

Drank a sip of my potion

No longer exchanging sexual motion

He was a sneaky naive crook

So his heart I shot open

No more words exchanged

No empathy spoken

Tongue tied

Forever chocking

So I withdraw my power

& Bust to freedom wide open

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