Your
Hearts hammering like a worker.
paid per every hour;
Choking breaths of poison...
Darker twisted sour.
Blood pouring like a fountain!
A cupid with no head;
Your words remain my Noose.
Eternal in my head....
Copyright © Dorianne Retalic | Year Posted 2017
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