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Shameful Morning

not sure how she got here 
only know she needs to leave

underneath the stranger 
my arm numb; asleep, 
mouth a desert.
a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry 

princess of night 
exposed by light. 
get me out of this;
another dreaded morning mess. 

bed broken
along with my will. 
I swore never again; 
the lie is half the thrill.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 8/12/2011 7:48:00 PM
His is a hot one JS... really one of my favs...
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Date: 3/4/2011 1:17:00 PM
good poem...I am christian so we are not allowed to do that, multiple partners or one night stands...I wish you success with your continuous lies and thrills...
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Date: 3/4/2011 1:06:00 PM
Intense poem, very true also. Not worth it. Excellent use of matching syllables! Poem reminds me of why God intended marriage to be between husband and wife only.
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