EarthquakeA Poem by Jordan Warren
You put a knife to my throat
Your lips on mine My blood on your hands I've never be so happy to die You shake the ground everything is built on Reducing me to shambles To rubble and dust I've never been so happy to come apart You take words and air from my lungs Leaving me speechless, helpless, defenseless Nowhere left for me to hide I've never been so happy to be exposed You have no logic, no rhyme, no reason You have me wrapped around your finger for M
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Added on July 23, 2013 Last Updated on July 23, 2013 Author
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