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Trail Her Trash

Trail Her Trash

Paperback

AbuseGeneral Poetry

ISBN10: 0999713817
ISBN13: 9780999713815
Publisher: Emp
Published: May 1 2018
Pages: 104
Weight: 0.23
Height: 0.25 Width: 5.00 Depth: 7.00
Language: English

I call her my love, my angel, my Kansas City star,
she tells me she can't get dressed today,
her crown broke then she changes her dress twice
to get that perfect twirl when spinning around
hair in wispy pig tails,
insisting on my violet perfume
to make her just perfectly ready.
She sits on my lap and she knows,
today she goes back home,
she holds her locket with my picture
in the silver hollow hue,
and says whenever I open this
you are telling me that you love me,
and then she cries when I suggest clasping the heart,
I don't want you to stop loving me.

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