Monday, June 14, 2010

Dusty poetry

A cloud blocked the sun from view
Hiding my path in its shadows
I swore I'd never fall for your
Schemes but somehow I fell deeper instead
In my deepest trenches I laid
Still on my back as you towered over me
And in that deep trench I found
a side of you I'd failed to see

Baby, you are a curse upon my soul
I swear I saw the devil stir in your wake
Honey, stop your scheming and revolting plans
Just thrust the dagger into my chest

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