Funky One
My love for her was bursting and made for tv.
She didn't miss a beat
Her heart flat lined as she thought of me.
In my carelessness I set to hard of a pace.
Her Maker waited until I was distracted.
Thump.. Thump...
Cupid called and the race was won.
Childlike with those bloody teeth.
Tore the artery I shared with you.
Shocked and raced along.
Waiting for the defib to catch.
Thump... Thump.
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