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what love does

Contributed by fortunesdancer on Monday, 31st October 2011 @ 01:22:10 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished

what became of the heart
she slain together torn apart
wandering street to empty street
eyes weary as his feet

the mist on lit window shy
seemed to meet mood and eye
it was too early yet to cry

so he sits by a worn river bay
words like winter stung the day
it wasnt cold but he felt a shiver
no words left to say

seemed empty now
he wondered how
the girl of love left
it seemed like theft

reaching for another can
playful birds dance above
torn clothes pale and wan
night opened from a glove

he was looking for a fight
through drunken sight
hazed and battered out of mind
frail a train rustled and let a shine

glittering like the dank razor
he felt something strange as death
blood dripping from a blazer
heavy stinking breath

the blood on his knuckles were not his
in the morning light

woken dazed and scared in fright
he bolted from the wooded nest
grazed and pattered chest tight
greasy hear unclean he did his best

he met the crowd a 2 to the street he bolted
despite what he knew he faltered
and clutched his phone in despair
to a text saying she loved in care

Copyright © fortunesdancer ... [ 2011-10-31 13:22:10]
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