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4d
Foreclosure A
Carapace of what could
Have been came and went

Forgetting to Forgive

The blasphemy All of your
Borderline behaviors
Addicted like a leach out for blood

Spineless hypocrisies

Smothered in self reflection
The gray
Never comforted

Time almost lost me

A household
I wasn’t very fond of
Almost took me down

In flames with it

A penny for my thoughts
Endless ~ Vouchers
My House or horrors

The frailest of conditions stained

Without a care
For my well being
Traces of non refundable heartaches

Past the point of no return  

I’ve got a ledger
Full of receipts
Been to the depths

Of Hell and Back around the block

A hundred times
Closed off
You all became way

Too careless with my protection

Closure was never
Gonna take place
Your carelessness almost killed me

I’ll admit that on my own life

Passing memories
Like a fleet of chariots
You all can no longer

Be permanent
Fixtures on my screen
In my biased opinion WE ARE DONE
Jay Jelly
Written by
Jay Jelly  48/M/NC
(48/M/NC)   
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