sad sometimesA Poem by Tim Lion
today,
in between sexy lies, your smile was like sack full of dead kittens on a golden altar to the Lord of Dancing Dirt who was worshiped by ancient bearded savages who beat their kids to make it rain. and they really needed some rain. and you really make me sad sometimes.
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StatsAuthorTim LionLake Worth, FLAboutSometimes, when the moon presses her naked chest to my window, and my wife is carving the value from trash scraps, I feel like I may never be able to outshine my finite timeline. And the worst part is.. more..Writing
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