“Ready”.……am I?
He said.. I can right all the wrongs.. that “The Last One” did. I can make it right.
I can kiss the spots that “The Last One” forgot and find the one’s that “The Last One” didn’t know you had.
I can right all the wrongs. I’ll fix it. I’ll fix it. If you ease a bit.. just a inch, I’ll come in and treat you like you never been treated. I promise I won’t let you down.
But every time he’s with me..I’m on the ground.
My clothes are dirty and tattered, my hair is frizzed and lipstick smudged down to my chin. My heels are black and back bruised. Use to being used.
He says he’s my Savior… I thought Saviors claimed souls, not flesh.
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