The Devil Feminine
She ripped his heart
right out
sold his heart
for baseball cards
and now
she
lives in Charleston
below the big
oak tree
in her mind
she can see
the way it used
to be
the times
they had
had
been so bad
but had also
been so
good
and now she
sits
and smokes the
day away
for in her haste
she left behind
the only man
that made her blind
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