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The Users


There are three who share this trait That can even beat fate They hid with ugliness But once they know Their true colors as time pass Their beauty will surpass Everyone A broken family they appear But inside it won't disappear Each of them different but yet the same Cause They all play the game They are marveled Envied And wanted Only from a distance No one dare goes near But one With only a little fear Me…. I dare go near Because I want to know Why are they That way I question The child Who appears a dove out of crows But is actually a crow herself For she is the master With a poker face And a sweet smile She just looks like A little child She replies With no lies We are the users Born and raised To be praised We use People They don't know So they cant refuse We steal, lie, and cheat We are a team that doesn't Face defeat We use only those Who need to b used For we light their fuse To others we are creatures With pure ambitions But You take away our masks You get a monster With cruel intentions We take the innocent And turn them into crazy They wont remember a Time before It will become hazy When we are done We give them back to where they belong But they will never be the same Cause that's what we do We tame Them to us We take the sane And make them insane In our own twisted way We use each other every day But once someone tells The law will Shake its head And yell Behind bars we go Two down One to go She stops So does my pen I look up and She is staring into my eyes Scorching blue eyes Then she whispers We aren't the borrowers We are the users She smirkes stratified I stare back Quickly drinking in my fear I ask the question Why Do you live this lie I wait She won't commumicate For she is done She closes her eyes To stop the tears For they show fear She quietly stands up And walks away For tomorrow For that day The users wont come out And play
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