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F*cking Dancing Again (Audio)

Poetry By: Scribblings of a middle aged mad man


Submitted:Sep 22, 2011    Reads: 9    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

A need to be fed

a stranger in my bed

Bass from the disco

bangs my FUCKING head

In my throat thick

a reminder to be sick

An oaf on my pillow

I didn't FUCKING pick

Starting to grieve

and struggling to breathe

I ask the sleeping stranger

to just FUCKING leave

A skirt with torn seams

a night of bad dreams

Bad alcohol mixed

with FUCKING extremes

I swallow the pain

watch them depart in the rain

Remind myself to never

go FUCKING dancing again


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