Brittany Veloso

Rookie - 24 Points (11/07/1994)

One Goodbye


I catch myself before the clock strikes 5
You have me by the inner thigh
I cannot touch your sheer gray skin
Because for me, I’ll never win
I want you like a fine wine
You have steered clear of all that is mine
The car has sped up in reverse
What is next is my cute black hearse
We all know where I’m going
I slide my hand behind your ear
The folly ahead is dead my dear
I curl up like I thought I would
You seem to not think this could
Could happen or be or would
It’s all true my darling
From the cold fishy eyes in my head
To the broken legs in my bed
I’m truly 100% dead

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

Topic(s): death


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