Los Angeles snow falls in four straight lines on my glass dinner table
Powdered slits of betrayal on a fragile vessel
You brought Amphetamine laced kisses and shadows of other bodies
Her Tattooed breasts like burning mountains
Smoke dripped off that horrid flesh as she turned at my hello
What I meant was Goodbye
Run far
Run fast
Don't ever come back
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Poetry archive from the mental hospital
PoetryThe title says it all. Please read and comment ur thoughts
