It's Not the Cat
Worn out smile
Deathwish inside
Angels they were
Whispers in October
Blood and skull
Eyes are dull
Streams formed at night
Might give a surprise
Sleeping in the roof
They aren't bulletproof
All will sleep
Pain so deep
Copyright © Kevin Crossed | Year Posted 2017
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