My Electric Caress
I never trashed my convictions
She told me what I wanted to hear
To conceal and concede
People say take 2nd place
I can't watch a player take my roll
Settle for atrophic friend
happy to be at the beginning of the book called If I had a wish
Was I head over or over my head who knew
Did I take abuse
I was my only believer
I wore the paint that wouldn't last
Where is wrong
When the truth is hiding in the past
She was my junkie
We fed off each other
honor before icecream with your cake
We were intimate
But strangers on the street
When I say I'd love to change the world
Cause we're going the wrong direction
It grinds my clothes dry
Now I know I was her Frankenstein
Copyright © Greg Slode Smith | Year Posted 2024
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