Nails, Nails and Nails

Nails
Tool box
Where’s the hammer?
They take a good pounding.
Nails

Nails
Women speak
A good salon
Painted, polished, and glossed.
Nails

Nails
Lone tool
My worst nightmare
Clawing out of coffin
Nails
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Rodrigues Avatar
August 24, 2018 at 3:27 PM
LOL! love the ending...so twisted!
Krutsinger Avatar
August 25, 2018 at 3:29 AM
There is this horrible person inside who sometimes demands attention, this was one of those times. I call her Trixie. She is my evil muse.
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