Love of my life,
pot-headed tramp,
guardian angel,
jug-headed bitch,
9 times
you rip apart
the open wound
that you un-stitched,
at the wrong time;
each time you try
surgery
with trembling hands
and amputate instead
love of my life,
pot-headed tramp,
You're impotent now,
and I'm not sane,
you did 'it', and how,
don't call again.
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Really like this.
ReplyDeleteAnd I wish I could tell my "pot-heade tramp" the same.
ReplyDeleteI hate it. I wish I hadn't written it.
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