He let down his guard.
She explored his scars.
She wanted out when she understood what she was signing for.
Life slapped them hard.
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Dead Ends
PoetrySometimes it's not about the end. It's just about the story. A collection of four liners that I wrote which didn't have the oh-so-perfect endings. Well because life doesn't offer each and everyone the fairytale endings they grew up listening to.
Slap
He let down his guard.
She explored his scars.
She wanted out when she understood what she was signing for.
Life slapped them hard.