Destiny Canned

Footprints in the sand
Bottle in your hand
Everything shattered
Not what you planned

You were still a girl
You were still dreaming
Your oyster: the world
Hormones teaming

You opened your heart
You opened the door
You opened your legs
You offered your core

You gave him your love
You gave him your all
You watched him in horror
He made you feel so small

He took your heart
He pocketed your youth
Sharp as a dart
Nail and tooth

Alone in the sand
Made your stand
Fantasy grand
But destiny canned

O.G. Hawkins


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