Victoria Anderson-Throop Poet Rhyme

He Comes Back At Five

HE COMES BACK AT FIVE

Shoot me twice
In the head

Please be sure
I’m
Dead dead

hate him so
crave his kiss
hate me when
i miss his bliss 

Love is blind
But I’m not 
Suffering
Is passion’s plot 
Guts on fire
Banging head
Shoot me till I’m dead dead

So be kind
End it all
Ain't no time to 
Stall stall
He’ll come back
Straight at five
Can’t find me alive live

Shoot me twice
In the head
Verify
I’m dead dead
Shoot me twice
Aim it square
Stab me if you dare dare
Shoot me twice
Aim it square
But don’t
Muss up 
my frigging hair, hair

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