Midnight snacks and midnight attacks
tears my sleep like a night's killer:
these two can't stop stealing my nights
and whatever they want from me
"Quiet down please!"
"Shut the fuck up nigga!", "You shut the fuck up bitch!"
their love language keeps the neighborhood
lights on all day, no one catches a wink
I saw the window get smashed with a lamp
I heard gunshots one night
My husband said the guy is a drug dealer
My coworker said he saw the girl dancing at the strip club one night
We should go check on them
Hell no, what if they kill us or something
Shut up, let's go check on them
We open up the door and there is nothing but empty halls and rooms, a sign that said "for sale, brand new house!"
I guess the love was never really there
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PoetryPairs I just can't seem to separate in my mind. A trio of poetry that I still haven't really figured out yet...
