Found it’s way
Rejected
They
Business
Images they allow
somebody
***************************************************Their brain was malnourished
Thirsty, dehydrated
From the images they allow
To creep up and brand them
Like this would be the last day
The last business transaction
And today they would sign out
Get their pink slip
A sign of rejection from the master himself
And hell was just a step away
Don’t travel too fast
Tread softly upon the red hot lava
That found it’s way into their soul
What happened to them as children
That could leave such a mark
And paint their journey
With colors so dark?
~ Mindy
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
it’s just business
said the trap spider
to the lady bug
which had found it’s way
into the sticky silks
somebody had to do it
happy images they allow
to hang in the web
and they grow pale
rejected
because the moth
makes a better meal
tonight
~lill
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