A target at their table
Her role given in this newlywed game
Silently listening to her labeled failures
She is useless in his eyes only
Different space, different face
Spoiled now from this one’s wallet
But, her performance is his agenda
Playing whore in his sick wants
A stream begins bubbling within her
Seeing value somewhere in her soul
Her fingers bleed in escaping other’s agendas
Those who led her lead no more
A current dude at her counter
Another joker spewing garbage
She now stands immune over such pathetic romeos
Those past masks now discarded leaving painful echoes
A role now is hers alone to define
This scarred warrior embracing her destiny, finally as herself
For TRK
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Written for Fandago’s FOWC – Bubble
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