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Out In The Cold Dark-Lit Street Slow Trembling Raindrops
It was past midnight and moon took away its glow
I was dog-drunk, a bit ragged just so you know
Out in the cold dark-lit street slow trembling raindrops
Poor soul, crying and begging aching life to stop
In that raging noise there was rambling and cursing
Was it heart's moaning vengeance I was nursing
Who knew, life was hell and getting no damn better
I read, I read, I read that last goodbye letter
Stained with falling tears, words- I once loved you
Darling, too much fighting -I am gone we are through
Now you go back, be hellraiser you want to be
And I in my great sorrows, pack tonight to flee.
It was past midnight and moon took away its glow
Rain stops, I walked out into spiraling snow
Heart throbbing, a loss I’d never get used to
Those deep knife slashing words, " I am gone we are through"
Then I heard that horn loud honking, tires hard squealing
Her words had done their dark work, car did the killing.
It was past midnight and moon took away its glow
I was dog-drunk, a bit ragged just so you know
Out in the cold dark-lit street slow trembling raindrops
Poor soul, crying and begging aching life to stop.
Robert J. Lindley, (Part One)
Dark, Sad Narrative
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She Talks To Angels
Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 12-15-2021 at 07:03 PM.
18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.