i hate it here

i hate it here…
a wasteland of dust,
just dust and ghosts,
where champagne drowns people in air..
where nightmares alive and realize
voices silent with wired throats,
i hate it here..
where I can’t be a human being,
just a machine that runs on gasoline,
where they paint all my colours,
in black and white,
where they coax me in to paradise,
and leave me hanging in a mirror,
where they rip my womb apart,
and labels me infertile,
i hate it here
wish I never gave my all,
some,
or None.

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