Luxurious Neglect
By Moratha
Buy me, own me, use me, go ahead
I’m bought and paid for, go ahead
Do whatever you wish, go ahead
I no longer matter
In love with my shiny things
But what a price to pay
Take comfort in a ring
An acquired taste
What a lovely large home
Many walls form my prison
All painted so pretty
Sometimes I forget
What happens when you leave
Nowhere to go from here
My superficial shell
Never to be filled
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© 2006 Moratha