Tricks and ashesA Poem by Baby Ricochet
I should leave right now
Got just enough gas to go And money for the bridge but I can't leave you like that Even though I want to You've been broken By your father's fists By bad choices By cruel lovers and by the pipe that keeps you here in a world of tricks and ashes Scattered on stained sheets of semen and blood Your lungs are coffee black Your youth has withered away You're the skin of rotting remains Who doesn't know to pass away © 2014 Baby RicochetReviews
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27 Reviews Added on July 9, 2014 Last Updated on July 9, 2014 AuthorBaby RicochetTampa, FLAboutI write just for the hell of it A way to spend some time Blurting out in cyber space Whatever's on my mind Maybe funny maybe tragic Emotional and raw Politi.. more..Writing
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