Here he comes
Asking for more
For more in their hand
Creeping through and out
One moment he is sad
The next he laughs
Man, I want more of that
Charge me for it, I don’t care
Please, just give me more
The struggle is that I believed myself,
And I went to depths I cannot erase
For a moment I was good; safe and snug inside,
But then I feel the burn
The burn that leaves white circles
You have time for me?
Wow, that is incredible
Here I thought,
I was only living for myself
But you, you told me you have time
Time for me?
You must be lying.
Word Prompts – Fandango’s “Snug”, Word of the Day “Charge”
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