Dead Guilt
"The waking light,
Finds a missing man
And her wailing ending
Yet the tears still ran.
She trails her sobs
Down her stair
Across daylight pubs
To what Sunny shares
Underprivileged Sunny’s getting a bit
Gloomy
But Sunny’s gloomy getting a bit
Boring for Girl-”
*Sigh*
“Right at the spine
I felt the bones crunch beneath the
Bloody tires of mine.
And these sobs
And rain
And blood
Down the drain”
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