A poem

May 05, 2008 19:03

Wicked Love

Your rare determination
Allured me to you.
That single shot
- The finest scandal to view-
Inspired this girl to look at you
From another angle.

All pleasures come with hurt.
It’s official, you’re cut.

Put off your notorious ways.
You know that I can’t stay,
If you’re going to be this way.
I need to live without you.
I miss my guy,
But the voice inside is declaring
“Time is up”.

One, two, three…
And cut!
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