Crook. Poem by Kristen Johnson
Crook.
Torn Up From The Floor.
Shot In The Gutter.
Broken.
Hopefullness.
Has Been Lost.
Dread.
Taking It's Place.
Does This Feel Right To You?
To Give Me False Hopes.
Lead Me Down Your Path Of Lies
And.
Hope To Get Somewhere With It.
When I Find Out The Truth.
Your Nothing To Me.
Just A Broken Crook.
You Were Stealing My Life.
Until I Quit Letting It Get To Me.
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