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It’s finally the day to come,
blood mixing in.
Flows like a river
through oceans of sin.
Long past the point
where the numbness was new.
Long past believing
that anything’s true.
Steel against flint,
only flash in this night.
Desperate to see
but it only ignites,
the gasoline soaked
twisted rags in my soul.
No way to stop it
and nowhere t...
Saturday 24th February 2024 1:32 am
Beaten By The Belle
Of a sudden I see stars
I can barely utter a vowel
I'm down on bended knee
Trainer threw in the towel
That's what Bertha did to me
Her beauty rained right hooks
Love peppering me with jabs
Knocked out cold by her looks
She didn't pull her punches
Her uppercuts thrown at will
She trapped me on the ropes
Bertha's big punches can kill
They carried me...
Tuesday 10th November 2020 10:29 am
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