Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 121
Dog Collar

Breathing in this cage,
I'm maniacal, I'm enraged.
I won't give in, won't quit,
But I don't give a shit.
And it seems so wrong,
I'm singing this stupid song.
So I'm lost in the minute
I just can't, I just won't quit.
Pull me from the cold water,
And your image will alter.
You're a cruel, cold witch
Another evil, stupid bitch.
Withering in your lies,
I'll make it agonize,
Burn in every single bone
Until I decide to turn home.


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