Blood has congealed on the asphalt;
Maggots grow hungry
Within the fetid wounds.
The muddy tire tracks
Still visible across the corpse
Are those cunning lies
You whispered
Last night, in the darkness.
I believed your kiss.
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Monday, August 4, 2014
In The Light Of Day
The carcass lies still now.
Blood has congealed on the asphalt;
Maggots grow hungry
Within the fetid wounds.
The muddy tire tracks
Still visible across the corpse
Are those cunning lies
You whispered
Last night, in the darkness.
I believed your kiss.
Blood has congealed on the asphalt;
Maggots grow hungry
Within the fetid wounds.
The muddy tire tracks
Still visible across the corpse
Are those cunning lies
You whispered
Last night, in the darkness.
I believed your kiss.
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