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My Prison, Your Crime
You consume the part of me that's burried inside the created prison and that's your felony, I'm just the consequence.
You kept on coming while I tried hard on pushing, distance was a foreign concept to you and that absence of space and time was my unraveling, my beginning.
You have made it clear you love me when I fear, it's all the lies that tear and now it smells like death here,
You kept me in the dark corner where it only smells of smoke where the air clings to the fatal blow of your abuse.
You damaged me you controlled every aspect of my life .
You became the good as well the bad of mine, shame is on me for ever loving you because it seems I have lost it, the strength that love demands.
And so if I bleed the price of blood is on me.
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