BitterSweet Destiny

A psychic warns of a coming storm.
It is essential to have your own home rental.
Negative thoughts don't diminish & rot.
Thankful for all that you got.
Perceive my life you will one say leave.
Like you got better things to achieve.
In my heart I know & believe...
The jealously & envy I don't relish & can a see.
A broken part of me.
No one you want me to be.
The doesn't fade fast.
But insanity lasts.
My mind set is permanent regret.
I can never forget.
A demonic entity,
stole my identity
sexually In hatred spirits transform.
Spells are performed.
Black hearts aren't warm.
Ice cold & evil soul's is out sold.
Consequences will be so much greater.
The traitor will pay for this later.
It will be front page news the paper.

© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved

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