BlackDayz

Tag: used

  • Memory

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    M.Hatter
    in

    In a dark, smoky corner of a forgotten bar, Where the neon lights flicker like dying stars, I sit alone, with a drink in hand, A man whose life never went as planned. My fingers trace the rim of the glass, Each scratch a memory of a love that didn’t last, The stale air heavy…

  • I refuse

    I refuse

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    by

    M.Hatter
    in

    To be sure, this is the craziest period of my life sitting in this chair, a helpless passenger. A victim of the cruel, but with good intentions,  or so they say,  insanity. So,  I refuse, To be intimidated,  To be used,  To be marginalized,  To be over worked,  To be ignored, To be forced to…