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One Last

Welcome to reality
you poor little girl
go get your hustle on.

It's all a game
you play so well
calm before the storm.

Tell me princess
what will you do
when your hustle
no longer works for you.

Your beauty will die
from the inside out
live again your lies.

Broken from the life you lived
tears no longer come.
I tried too give you all I could
all you did was run.

Good bye Cinderella
I have played with fire too long.
Still don't think I wont miss you
ever moment you are gone.

When letting go
hurts less then holding on
tell me what too do?

It's really simple
kiss and a huge
I love you good bye

One last tear
One last beer
One last prayer I say

Keep her safe
show her love
help her find the way....

poem by Joseph Caraveo
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