There she goes again
Back to that house of sorrow and grief
Back to that man whose love is quite brief.
Walks right in, only to crawl back out,
Broken and battered
bleeding and weeping.
Her clothing damp with the colour of love
She's broken like all his promises.
Weak is the effort to change his ways
So blows he extends throughout the days.
All repaired, so she returns again
Back to the louds scoffs and endless pain
A woman once in love now standing quite shaky
Escorted by police, as they lift out his body.
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Lights Out Kiskadee
PoetryTurn your thoughts into words and share them with the world... I've decided to channel such into poetry ... and trust me I don't regret it ...Plz like my poems n comment so I will know if you're enjoying them or not ?#Ray_Egbert
