Tell Me

Fate licked the knife of betrayal

While looking for a fight.

We never knew when to expect it

But it always happens at night.

They said she’s always angry

Filled with all this hate.

Discontent makes her feel alive

My god, she dislikes to wait.

Feeling fresh and clean one day

She decides to take a stroll

In the neighborhood of the internet

She always finds a troll.

Tell me again that life wavers

How it fills an empty cup.

Has she found the power within herself

To lift herself back up?

 

 

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