N S A
N S A
~ Debi Lyn 10/15/22 @ 5:45 pm
Nobody’s gonna love me; whatever made me think
That giving of my deepest self could anything but stink
When so easily available at zero cost to them
I’m little more than just a whore who wants to be a gem
Walk away, leave me alone; it’s where I’m meant to be
Just shut the door & don’t look back; there’s nothing more to see
Just a mess of tears ...and poor, pathetic, pitiful me
Who’s only really worth it when her love is theirs for free
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