

Lady HopeI apologise Lady hope I was not expecting companyLady Hope
Try not to trip On the rocks by the door I’d hate for your porcelain features To be dashed upon my floor
Did your last bedfellow pass From losing you Or were you just not there
With looks and smile You taunt them And they follow, for lack of
Anything To the bedroom
And when they open the door The candles are lit Rose petals on the bed Window smashed?
Out they peer Only to see Your face Shattered
My deodorant remains
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