I think I loved her more than him.A Poem by Nicola Taylor
He told me
we could sleep beneath the sheets and pretend the moon came out between the thread count He told me everything I already knew about himself and when he disappeared, his b*****d voice dissipating into the the monster's mouth I already knew everything. He told me with every moonshine from cloud nine and every cocaine lie going down like sunshine He told me. It's just, lies don't believe themselves without my help. © 2010 Nicola Taylor |
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