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A little girls thoughts of when her Daddy leaves.

" For a picture prompt contest "

six word contest..

The taste of you lingers on my lips, as I slowly drink you away. The beauty of your spell tingles my skin. Your sweet poison runs through my vains...

I'm not going to hide how upset I am with you, You haven't called me in a day or two, I can't look into your eyes as you apologize, And yet closer ..

This is about someone who used me and I had a secret that I'm sure he didn't want anyone to know.....Oops, oh well ;)

My beautiful blood red rose, How your thorns have enslaved thee, How the poisoned bees invade thee, How the soil has betrayed thee, My sweet blood..

This is what love has done to me.