As usual,
I find myself backed to the corner,
Trying to defend myself.
Like that will help.
Decisions have been made about me.
With or without my permission.
I will accept it as is.
You think I sold my soul
I haven't
There is no soul to sell
For it is shattered
Broken
Congratulations! :)
You won
For I have no battle left in me...
Written by ©Diana Jillian 8/13/12
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