Bad Boy

He wants a front row ticket

To my destruction

He’s a broken mirror

Seven years bad luck

But I murdered the feelings inside

Chopped off their heads

They ran around

Like headless chickens for a while

Then dropped down dead.

4 thoughts on “Bad Boy”

mildredprincewelch says:

January 9, 2021 at 11:57 pm

“Love and making love only allows one to know the meaning of love when love goes astray!”_Van Prince

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mildredprincewelch says:

January 9, 2021 at 11:57 pm

“Love and making love only allows one to know the meaning of love when love goes astray!”_Van Prince

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1. Sue Young says:
  
  January 10, 2021 at 12:05 am
  
  Great comment. Thank you. I agree. But they never got me physically, only psychologically, and perhaps emotionally for a time, until I got wise.
  
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  1. mildredprincewelch says:
    
    January 10, 2021 at 12:09 am
    
    You areastrong lady and wemust do abook together one day!
    
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