In times of love, in times of loss, in times of change. |
 That Battle within Oneself     
A slave to mind, walking all over.
One time too often, I should have known better.Defeat had it's labels decked all over, in an explicit language almost vulgar. Gotta concede it was a battle forgone, a struggle within without fighting for. Back of the hand, dodge of the pries; Seen right through those hovering eyes. Notwithstanding scrutiny of, beneath the veils of powder & ore; Crimson swellings, wounds scraped raw, every reflection evokes & taunts.
Subjected to ridicule; Mockery at it's finest.
  Never you mind the apparent.  Labels: OCD |
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