Friday, January 3, 2014

threading silk my dear
take the high road
and call me in the day break.

hush those demons
ghosts from above and below

hush those legs
fading into the darkest
moment of night

baby hush those girlie lisp
of whiskey sour

booze it up --------------
loose me in the morning.
intoxicated/worn thin
morning light
kisses pretending to care.

false hold on me
     fake scenes you play with thee
sold my soul long ago
     to the man below
then i pleaded for a change
      but the dues must be paid.

taking away everything i am
to become a bleeding solider
                                      for you.

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