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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (She's Got Cooties) Bitter every night, she speaks of another man In dialogues, she rips and shreds my brothers sheets Her moves are naught more than an exposed wound Riding dreams with no thought to spare With eyes, that lie every night, Even, I believe every word from her prune lips Silent she auctions words into the breeze My brother's heart is so brittle, it hurts She is lying, he's dying, a fool just to feel complete At this point he believes, she was kidnapped by apes She's not the kind of wife that sit on a trophy case Once she removes the makeup, her face is gone She is gone, gone, gone, A smile mocking infidelity, I scream, I want to beat her brains in My brother begs her to rest, he prays His wife will wash her dirty mouth A kiss that hurts as she takes the air away, Pouring guilt, pretending it's his fault After every sucker punch this past month She left while he slept A wicked in law, with no comparison Breathing luscious sperm, she's a worm Vacuuming another man's dream, She is gone, gone, gone, A weak link, wasting his time loving her His heart murdered 19 years ago My brother holds on to plain dumb hope In hopes, she might stay longer than 3 days His dreams are sweet, innocent and failed, Yet he won't stop dreaming of her loving lips Heating up to nothing when she's not there She is gone, gone, gone, Sometimes I just sit and wonder What sort of man, sits awake with his eyes shut Daydreaming of a long life dream Then I realize if he can dream Why Can't I ~Trashed #2, sponsor, Broken Wings~ 9-22-15 Skat
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