his eyes have been peering through her curtain blinds
for some time now
it seems her lingering kisses weren't enough to suffice
his desires were lethal
distant screams and silence shook
the mist
disguised town
never to be seen again
the girl in the baby blue jeans
a//n
lets run away
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PoetryA collection of poetry found under lovers nails or stained against your pillow case - highest ranking - #3 poems - #9 in poetry - All rights reserved - © Ruby Smith @desp-erate 2014 Cover by @-grxnge
