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Part 1, Out In the Cold Dark-Lit Street Slow Trembling Raindrops
Default New Thread, Inspired Pieces That Cry To Be Inked Out In The Cold Dark-Lit Street Slow Trembling Raindrops Part One It was past midnight and moon took away its glow I was dog-drunk, a bit ragged just so you know Out in the cold dark-lit street slow trembling raindrops Poor soul, crying and begging aching life to stop In that raging noise there was rambling and cursing Was it heart's moaning vengeance I was nursing Who knew, life was hell and getting no damn better I read, I read, I read that last goodbye letter Stained with falling tears, words- I once loved you Darling, too much fighting -I am gone we are through Now you go back, be hellraiser you want to be And I in my great sorrows, pack tonight to flee. It was past midnight and moon took away its glow Rain stops, I walked out into spiraling snow Heart throbbing, a loss I’d never get used to Those deep knife slashing words, " I am gone we are through" Then I heard that horn loud honking, tires hard squealing Her words had done their dark work, car did the killing. It was past midnight and moon took away its glow I was dog-drunk, a bit ragged just so you know Out in the cold dark-lit street slow trembling raindrops Poor soul, crying and begging aching life to stop. Robert J. Lindley, (Part One) Dark, Sad Narrative Tribute to::
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