The Socratic DoomerA Poem by sinNsincerityI never thought that you would wander right back into my life. Sure did wish it. I prayed on it. I slaved in it. My Mrs. Demon. I never thought that you would come back into my light to pull me out of the dark. Sure did wish it I prayed on it. I slaved in it. What did you do? Yes you. Look at what you do. Look at how you're treating me. I don't believe in me. You are my doom. A soft spoken guillotine that let loose of the noose and then re-commenced the beheading of my heavy heaven heart. Hell. At one point, sure did wish for this. I prayed for this. I slaved for this. But now, what have we done? But I still love you hon, and you know this. © 2018 sinNsincerity
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