It was the crucifix she ignored.
It was the wedding ring she ignored.
It was the signs she ignored.
The red flags she ignored.
She through herself right in.
And she knew, he was sin.
(This is a joke, I should kms)
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Words from a Dishonest Poet
PoetryWelcome to my story, my quaint book of poetry. Look inside for many rhymes of fire, cocaine, and even a little bit of truth at times. There is no plot to follow, or any lengthy narrative to swallow. Just a short collection and tidbits of my mind'...
