Murder In The Streets,
Killer Between The Sheets
It’s crossed words
and duels
at sunrise again
And I don’t know how
to love him
I need more
than he wants
and I can’t seem
to muzzle these echoes
in my bones
Sense follows nonsense
My gristle caught in
the teeth of a madness
that not even his flesh
can release.
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David C. McLean
Great write this one too
David!!! You are surely the sweetest man on earth for propping up my ego this way. xoxo
by C.C.; ; Report
I mean it though :)
by David C. McLean; ; Report
That makes you all the sweeter! Okay off to bed. Have a lovely Wednesday. xoxo
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