“She’s not happy about the life she is living but to jump through the hoop would mean to succumb to death.” – Kit Williams
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I saw her give up and fall to addictions vice:
“Your legs splayed in graphic way
Wanting to leave this world, come and play
Scoring your hits underneath dark worlds
Flying, inhibition burned in pink pearl
Flying, inhibition burned in pink pearl
Reaching to touch your body magnificent
I’m held at bay by your habit’s descent
Changed from a fondled object of desire
Picking at your curves that soft skin on fire
Tears they are my lover as you fade from sight
Pleasure was ours until you hid in your night”
– Nightfall, D.M.W. Sager
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Glory is undone as the softness turns to a melted waste of surrender
Gone is the shine from the jewel of your womanhood
Shame clothes a golden soul tarnished by wantonness
Laying down your fight as your thoughts of peace fall with fear
What’s left now that you gave your glory to another?
Stained garments of unusual color adorn your nakedness
Dive into the murky river as it flows away
Perhaps your deeds will not settle on your life
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Pressing back the past, recover your glory undone.
